Bentham's eyes widened slightly when he heard this, and the old man seemed to understand something.
He didn't look surprised, just saddened and regretful.
The old man looked up at the sunlight outside the window and nodded slightly, saying, "You are right, Arthur has always been excellent in his studies. He must remember the words I once told him: Those who reach too eagerly for the stars often forget the flowers at their feet, and the highest principle of morality is to maximize happiness. Those who can endure pain often bear more than ordinary people, but I did not expect the water in the vase to be so much that it could drown him."
Louis bowed his head, taking a deep breath, and said, "Mr. Bentham, it's no use talking about this now. I believe, if Arthur were still here, his only wish would be for you to take care of your health, for you to go on living."
Bentham looked at the glass on the windowsill, as if seeing his reflection in it: "How long has it been?"
