On a cold night, you look from your window and see a few meters away, one of whom stands in the opposite window, crying very crying and it seems that he looks at another person with him in the room itself, so you are guessing that the other person has died, you do not see anything clear, only a person stands and cries, moments pass by A few, a new person appears and embraces each other. It seems suspicious for you, is this very crying the result of longing? You do not know, and also I do not know, it is simply that we carry matters that may not be right and may not be wrong either, we are unsuccessful in reading others or there is no rule to read the other from the ground? If you think you know everything that is going on around