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.”

choice but to walk

to notice and still waved

“Dad, I’m

You are my younger brother’s grandson, Sean.

Stanley stood and beckoned at them. “Son, come

glanced at Stanley while nudging him. “Son,

since he was the old man in Sean’s family, he had no choice but to play along as Old Master Mitchell’s son. “Dad,

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

was dumbfounded when

to point at Sophia while smiling happily at

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

also waving his hand at Sophia. “Cooper, why

Fletcher before glancing at Sean. In the end, she gazed at Old Master Mitchell, who was staring at her in anticipation, and walked to him with a look

arriving in front of him, he regarded her with a tender look. His cloudy eyes seemed

a piece of paper and a pen on

at her, asking, “Son, why

she might expose herself as a woman. She glanced at Old Master Fletcher and Sean before staring hesitantly at Old

notice anything amiss. On the contrary,

Sigh, he is beyond saving! He

something. “Come here; write something to

at Old Master Mitchell. Then, she picked up the fountain pen to write something on the lower case calligraphy

Master Mitchell made a request. “Write an

Ancient poem…

rows of words with her narrow

book over to Old Master Fletcher. He

Master Fletcher insisted while accepting the book with Sophia’s handwriting. Four rows of poems

of the Qin Dynasty remains the same as that of the Han Dynasty. All those generals and soldiers, who are defending the border thousands of miles away from their homes, are unable to return. If there are ferocious generals stationed in the frontier areas, no enemies would dare to climb

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