Mathematics Is a Universal Language
Editor: Henyee Translations
Professor Grothendieck's tombstone was situated in a low-key corner at the cemetery. It was covered with dust, and it looked like no one had visited it for a long time.
Grothendieck no longer contacted people in his later years. Except for a few friends who knew where he lived, most people didn't even know where his tombstone was.
According to this old priest, except for the last two months of his life, Grothendieck would come here to pray almost every weekend.
Lu Zhou nodded toward the babbling priest. He bent down and placed the flower bouquet on the tombstone.
Lu Zhou gave a blessing to this great scholar in his heart, thanking him for leaving behind the precious notebooks. He then turned around and walked away.
It wasn't that he didn't want to stay here for too long.
It was just that he didn't want Director Giacobino to have to stand here and pretend to act sad for any longer.