The coolness of the night felt as refreshing as water, signaling the passing of autumn and bringing a sense of sorrowful farewell.
William lay semi-reclined under a plane tree, gazing at the hazy moon in the sky, his mind involuntarily drifting to the past.
Living too long and having too good a memory were ultimately not blessings.
Just as he was preparing to go back to his room to sleep, Alice called.
"Alice, is something the matter?"
"Master… Master… Grandfather has passed away… Can you save him?"
William could sense the immense sorrow in the girl's voice on the other end of the phone, but after a moment of silence, he could only reply, "I'm sorry, but that's beyond my abilities."
Alice sobbed on the other end, her voice breaking, "Can you come and see him?"
"I can!" William replied and hung up the phone.
Parting in life and death was undoubtedly very sorrowful and distressing for a girl like Alice.
