"..."
Leonard Churchill looked at him, silent and saying nothing.
Time and destiny at this moment, once again clearly manifested in his eyes.
In one's life, initially unaware of time flowing like a river, one starts to perceive the passage of years, as if it is only in repeated farewells that hindsight is gained.
The old man showed a gratified smile on his face, his voice growing weaker: "Encountering you, Mr. Leonard Churchill, and the young lady in this lifetime was the greatest fortune of 'Pigeon'. Seeing you one last time, I have no regrets..."
Leonard Churchill looked at that aged face, his myriad words condensed into one sentence: "Pigeon, I too am honored to have known you in life."
"..."
The old man, upon hearing these words, was already shedding tears.
Yet the corners of his mouth rose in a serene smile.
As if with no more earthly attachments, one can serenely walk toward life's end.
