Stroking the tombstone, Arthur stood for a long time, unsure of where to begin. He had many things he wanted to tell Yuanhang, but every time he was about to speak, it felt inappropriate. Yet, if he didn't tell Yuanhang, who else could he tell?
"Yuanhang, I have some things I want to tell you..." Arthur looked at the name "Ling Yuanhang," He would usually stay here for a long time, but this time, it troubled him the most.
