Freda watched Zed Smith fall.
Some scattered memories suddenly occurred to Freda, as if she had also called him like this.
When?
Did they know each other when they were children?
Freda's head began aching. There were always some inexplicable memories flashing in her mind.
It seemed that they were in a yard. Two children were sitting on a tree, and beautiful sunshine was shining all over the yard. Suddenly, a child fell from the tree.
"Zed Smith!" Freda shouted, just like the child in her memory.
"I'm fine." This time, Zed responded.
When Freda came back to her senses and carefully came to the place where Zed sat down, she found that the two of them were standing on the edge of a small cliff.
The tall tree made them not notice the danger. If they were not careful just now, the two of them might fall.
"Are you okay?" Since Freda couldn't see Zed Smith's position, she could only stand there and ask.
"I can't stand up."