Old Master Fletcher smacked his thigh in anger. “Argh, how many times do I have to repeat myself? I am Mark Fletcher. Mason Fletcher is my older brother and he has been dead for decades!”

Sophia headed in that direction as she looked at Old Mater Fletcher playing chess with the silly old man. Old Master Fletcher had barely moved a chess piece for most of the day as he was busy boasting.

Stanley was bringing his dog for a walk while using his phone whereas Sean was standing among a group of old men while waving at her.

“Sophia, you’re here!”

She walked to Sean while asking, “Who is that newcomer?”

Sean answered helplessly, “That is the oldest person from my grandfather’s generation. He was deeply affected after the death of his only son. From then on, he has Alzheimer’s disease and treats everyone he meets as his son.”

He does seem like he has Alzheimer’s disease.

He explained, “He has been treating me as his son the whole day, but you shouldn’t correct him, though.”

Sophia glanced at the new old man while feeling helpless.

The most saddening thing on Earth is definitely when a parent experiences the death of their children.

 

While those two chatted, Mark and Old Master Mitchell had already played a few rounds with each other.

“Whoa, Mason, why are your chess skills so lousy? You are worse than my son!”

 

“Argh, I am Mark Fletcher! Mason is my brother and he’s dead!”

“Hey, Mark, my son’s calligraphy is great. When he arrives later, I’ll ask him to show you.”

“Your son is dead too!”

“Nonsense! Look, isn’t my son here now?”

Old Master Mitchell remarked while waving at Sean and stated lovingly, “Son, quickly come over here and show your calligraphy to Uncle Commander.”

had no choice but to walk over to them with a helpless

Mitchell seemed not to notice and still waved his hand. “Son, why aren’t you moving? Quickly

answered, “Dad, I’m

are my younger brother’s grandson, Sean. My

the direction where Sophia and Stanley stood

nudging him.

in Sean’s family, he had

Master Mitchell was even more upset. “Stanley Fletcher, I’m calling for my son. Why

dumbfounded when he

point at Sophia while smiling happily at her and beckoned

make sure that she was in a normal attire today. Why would Old Master Mitchell think that I am his son? Did his son

something since he was also waving his hand at Sophia.

gazed at Old Master Mitchell, who was staring at

with a tender look. His cloudy

a piece of paper and a pen on the table. A lot of characters had been written there—it was probably

glanced at her, asking, “Son, why aren’t you

did not dare to utter a word because she was afraid that she might expose herself as a woman. She glanced at

amiss. On the contrary, he answered

He can’t even

to write something. “Come here; write

Old Master Fletcher before looking at Old Master Mitchell. Then, she picked up the fountain pen to write something

Master Mitchell made a request. “Write an ancient

Ancient poem…

words with her narrow

the book over to Old Master Fletcher. He gloated, “Mason, quickly look at my son’s handwriting! Isn’t it

accepting the book with Sophia’s handwriting. Four

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