"Pablo?!" Pablo, lost in thought, heard his mother's voice in his ear.

"What's wrong with you? Where does it hurt?"

Pablo had red eyes and shook his head.

"There was no pain anywhere."

His voice became much sweeter and he also became a bit quieter.

Theresa didn't understand, she just angrily scolded, "Are you misbehaving again, huh?! Are you joking with people again, pretending to be sick, huh?! Why don't you just pretend to be in real pain and die!"

"Eleanor was about to finish work, but you messed things up and delayed until now! Eleanor is usually very tired, even during holidays she is still organizing the classrooms at school..."

"You didn't even know how to save some trouble for the teacher! And you caused such a scene..."

After Theresa blabbered on and on, she became anxious and couldn't help but flatter invisibly again.

Eleanor on one side: "..."

She helplessly pressed her temples, but when she looked up, she saw Pablo tightly pursing his lips, his eye sockets red, tears swirling in his eyes...

She asked softly, "Pablo, are you okay? Is there anywhere else that doesn't feel comfortable?"

"Tell the teacher properly, we are not afraid, if anywhere hurts, you must tell the doctor..."

The words were not finished, but Pablo suddenly burst into loud crying.

His tears couldn't stop flowing.

Because of fear, my whole body was trembling like a sieve, shaking uncontrollably!

Eleanor instinctively rushed to hold him and gently patted his back, saying, "Uh... don't cry, what happened? Tell the teacher."

Pablo cried so hard that he was out of breath, but in the end, he didn't say anything at all.

If he were to see a ghost, it would be his deceased brother.

His mother would beat him up and scold him for causing trouble for the teacher.

Pablo cried and cried like this, and finally got tired and fell asleep.

Theresa was dumbfounded throughout the whole process.

After leaving the ward, Eleanor's face didn't look very good.

Theresa kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, Eleanor, for causing you trouble."

"You work so hard normally, and I have wasted your time. Even during holidays, you are so tired... It's all because of my rebellious child at home..."

"Stop!" said Eleanor. "Pablo's Mom, don't say anything."

She frowned and looked at Theresa seriously, "Pablo's Mom, if you really care about Pablo, you should pay more attention to him. His behavior clearly shows that he is scared, and I don't know what he saw downstairs. He might have been frightened by someone."

The quiet school, sometimes she was a little scared when she finished work late.

Pablo just inexplicably went downstairs. He might have been scared by something, or he might have accidentally fallen down the stairs, or perhaps he was running too fast and didn't notice he bumped into something.

But he didn't say anything, he must have been afraid of his mother's blame.

Theresa nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, Eleanor is right. Your thoughts are really delicate. Sigh, I..."

Eleanor interrupted her again, saying, "Pablo's Mom, please stop flattering me. I've already made it clear that I don't buy into this."

"If you have the time, why not study Pablo's psychological development more and put more effort into educating him well?"

"He must change the bad habit of giving people nicknames. He fools around in school, unaware of the harshness of society. If he doesn't change, he will inevitably suffer the consequences from society!"

Eleanor finished speaking and said he was going back first, and then he really just left.

Theresa stood awkwardly in the same spot, feeling a bit embarrassed.

What can be done? This society is just so realistic!

She was said to be a flatterer.

But she did everything for the good of the children.

She wouldn't do it, but someone else would.

In the past, it was always other people's children who received special education. No matter how hard her children tried or how many tutoring classes they attended, could they have as much time for education in school?

So instead of waiting for others to leave her son behind, she decided to help him take a shorter path and strive for more opportunities.

Theresa was also full of resentment, but she had no choice but to enter the ward and continue taking care of Pablo.

When the coward ghost returned to Susie's side, the Murray family's plane was about to take off.

Susie poked her head out and finally saw the coward ghost. Her eyes lit up and she exclaimed, "The coward ghost, you're back!"

"Hmm, where were the fickle ghosts?"

The coward ghost, however, remained silent.

Susie noticed something unusual and asked curiously, "The coward ghost, what's wrong with you?"

The coward ghost smiled gently and shook his head, "It's nothing."

He let out a gentle sigh and carefully leaned against Susie's embrace.

Such a grown person, yet acting like a kitten, rubbing against Susie and wrapping their arms around her small body.

Susie instinctively hugged the coward ghost's head and asked softly, "The coward ghost, what's wrong with you?"

"You look unhappy and tired."

The coward ghost's eyes turned slightly red, and he made a nasal sound as he said, "Darling, lean on your big brother, just a little bit, okay..."

Susie didn't say anything and nodded, saying, "Hmm, it's nothing, it's nothing."

She touched the coward ghost's head, which had short hair and felt soft and a little bit fuzzy.

Like a big dog... cough cough.

The coward ghost didn't know what Susie was thinking.

Just leaning on her embrace, I rarely felt the warmth that I had never experienced before, both in life and in death.

This little guy, he was also the light that saved him...