Hospital No. 444

The Atlanta train station can be said to be crowded with people at this time.

The train carriage was basically full of people at this time.

"Hahahaha, yes, that's what happened." A young man held a stack of playing cards and played cards with his three friends, laughing from time to time. "Daniel was... haha, just five seconds. Just...hahahaha..."

"Jack, you really talk about everything."

"It's not Daniel himself..."

At this moment, Melty, who was carrying her daughter Melias, passed by the four people and walked to the front left position.

The man named Jack who was holding the playing cards was stunned for a moment and looked ahead. Then, he patted the man sitting next to him: "Hey, hey, look, that woman..."

Having said this, he formed his hands into a circle and then moved them towards his chest.

"Hahahaha..." Jack began to laugh lewdly while doing this action.

"Jack, you boy," said the man sitting next to him, "what are you planning."

Jack squeezed the playing card in his hand tightly and said: "Looking at her suitcase, you can tell that it is definitely not a short trip and she won't get off early. I'll try to strike up a conversation later..."

"Hey hey hey, you're not that bad, are you?"

"Hmph, I'm sure I can get her mobile phone number, or her Twitter and Facebook account. What, believe it or not, do you dare to bet with me?"

At this time, Melty was carrying her suitcase and was about to put it on the shelf above. At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a bowler hat sitting opposite her stood up and moved her suitcase to the top.

"Thank you." Melty said to the middle-aged man, "Sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble." The middle-aged man looked at her and Melias beside her and said, "Are you going to Washington?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Me too."

Melty nodded, but said nothing more, and seemed not to want to say anything more to the middle-aged man.

Then, she said to Melias: "Melias, please take a rest first."

Then, she leaned back slightly and closed her eyes.

Obviously, she did not intend to continue the conversation with the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled, took out a book from his bag, and started reading.

The train slowly departed from Atlanta and headed north in the direction of Washington. In a dozen hours, we will arrive at Washington 13th Street Station.

Of course... the premise is that the train goes smoothly and does not cause any problems.

At this time, Jack was still staring at Melty and Melias' seats.

Bob, the companion next to Jack, said: "Jack, you have talked to many girls before, but the situation today is different. You are not alone now..."

"That's right, I bet you'll be in trouble. Mobile phone number and Twitter account? You might not even be able to ask for their name."

"Damn, you guys just look down on me so much?"

Jack's stubborn temper suddenly rose. He suddenly pulled out a stack of cards and threw them on the table.

"King Zha!"

Then, Jack straightened his hair and said, "Okay, now it's up to me."

"No, are you really going to do it?"

Everyone was confused.

"You take advantage of the opportunity to place your bets and see if I can ask the other party's name."

"How about waiting for a while. It seems like they are asleep?"

"Am I unable to tell whether I'm asleep or not? The blonde is not asleep and is pretending to be asleep, but the other one is really asleep."

"The two of them look like mother and daughter, right?"

"Whatever," Jack quickly stood up, picked up a can of beer on the table, and was about to walk over to take a look.

It can be said that he has no resistance to the graceful blonde, and now, naturally, it is impossible to let go.

He quickly moved over, then unscrewed the ring of the beer can, and then thought about pretending to accidentally spill the beer on the other party. If the beer spilled on the other party's white clothes, it would definitely be very eye-catching.

In this way, you can at least get the other party's mobile phone number.

Now that the mobile phone number is available, it becomes less difficult to continue to obtain the other party’s social account.

Jack had basically planned it. Then, move over step by step.

Not long after, he arrived in front of the other party's seat, then he pretended to stumble and was about to spill the beer, but was held up by the middle-aged man.

"Sir, are you okay?"

At this time, most of the beer spilled on the ground, and a small amount of it spilled on the middle-aged man.

"I..." Jack was immediately annoyed, but in this case, his plan would not be possible again.

"Be careful when you walk." The middle-aged man said, "Okay?"

"All right……"

Jack finally returned to his seat angrily, and his three companions were all laughing.

"Jack, I think your funny performance just now was even more ridiculous than Daniel's five seconds."

"It's okay, it's okay. Come on, let me drink this beer for you." Bob handed a can of beer to Jack and said, "Why, you still haven't given up? Are you still thinking of taking action?"

Jack grabbed the beer can and said, "I feel like that man saw what I wanted to do. His eyes seemed to tell me that he knew what I was thinking and asked me to put away my thoughts. ”

"No way?"

"When I passed by, he was reading a book. His eyes were fixed on the book, not looking at me at all, but when I fell, he immediately helped me up. This is really strange."

The middle-aged man was still holding his book. He checked it and fortunately, there was no beer spilled on the book.

Although it was getting dark, fortunately, the lights in the train were bright, and he could still see clearly.

At this moment, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

The middle-aged man answered the phone.

"Anna."

The middle-aged man looked very calm.

"When will you arrive in Washington?"

"Soon. We should be there tomorrow morning."

"Don't delay any longer. Come back and sign the divorce agreement." The voice on the other end of the phone was very cold. "I will not give you custody of our daughter. Everything else can be discussed. I must raise my daughter myself. You can visit her once a week. Of course, the premise is that you pay alimony."

"We swore at the wedding that only death can separate us."

"Forget it, Chris." A sneer came from the other end of the phone: "Do you really believe in love that lasts until death? Well, this time you must sign the divorce agreement no matter what. We have been married for many years. I don't want to go to court with you, and you don't want your daughter to be forced by the judge to ask, choose one of us to live with?"

The middle-aged man held the phone tightly, but his expression was still calm. "Just because of John's death? Just because our son died, you want to divorce me? And take our daughter away?"

"What do you mean by 'just because'? Chris, how can you say such a thing? It's all your fault. You didn't believe John at the beginning. Why, do you want me to repeat to you how John died? What did you do when he was in the most pain? Yes, he smoked marijuana, fought and skipped classes, but he was not the kind of person who would rape others. You would rather believe others than believe your son's words. You are a bastard like everyone else."

"It's not that I don't believe him..."

"You are just doubting him! You don't say it, but your eyes reveal your thoughts. Just because he smokes marijuana? That's because he was led astray by his peers, and you never cared about him!"

"Drug use can be easily explained by a word of "leading astray". Did I just brush it off? Anna? I said at the beginning that I must make him quit marijuana, but you said it was a drug with a low addictiveness and could be quit, and more than half of the people in the school were smoking it. Marijuana is an inducer for many drugs. Once addicted, many addicts will do anything... Just because he is our son, should I unconditionally protect him and not consider whether he has committed a crime? "

"I don't want to waste time talking to you. Contact my lawyer directly after returning to Washington, and he will give you the agreement. If you don't sign it, we will go to court. I hope that on John's death anniversary next year, I can go to his grave with you. Otherwise, I would rather move his grave so that you will never find him!"

Many people are dissatisfied with seeing foreign names, but to be honest, one of the important reasons why I like to write about foreign countries is that I can write real city names.