Chapter 91

The next time, when the morning air was still cool, Julius went to his father's grave, not far from his former home. He placed a bouquet of white tulips before his father's gravestone and gazed at it with unreadable eyes.

The cemetery was quiet, even though it was occupied by hundreds of old graves that were no longer maintained. Some weeds seemed to have lengthened and disturbed the paths and headstones. This was all because the area of his father's grave was a cheap area that lacked maintenance.

Julius sighed and crouched down, "Father, you must have seen me by now." Julius touched his father's white headstone with dark brown soil stains. It was as if he could see his father, who was both stern and kind simultaneously. His mother had made no mistake in choosing a man to accompany her in her short life. Even when she was gone, his father took care of Julius with love and with all the strength of his aging body.

Now, Julius murmured, "I'm much better than when you died. Grandmother fo
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