Shirley Fisher saw Zachary Armstrong squatting by the lakeside, contemplating the lake water, and only thought he was genuinely despairing, intending first to harm myself, then jump into the lake to commit suicide, achieving a mutual end. Right away, she began to persuade him.
Zachary Armstrong, however, ignored her; the cigarette in his hand burned quietly, blurring his outline and making him appear particularly enigmatic and profound.
Zachary Armstrong kept gazing at the lake surface, without speaking, seemingly not hearing Shirley Fisher's words.
Shirley Fisher couldn't help but feel a bit anxious: "Zachary Armstrong... Zachary Armstrong, can you hear me?"
At this time, a cigarette was already smoked more than half. Zachary Armstrong finally turned his head to look at the women inside the car, noticing her slightly pale small face from the shock. His mouth corner revealed a faint smile, as if he saw something amusing.
