28: Won't be visiting his resting place?
Beta'd by SnowyEgrett
Lin FenXiang remained sitting on the garden bench until the concert ended. He did not have even an ounce of strength to go back in there and torture his soul.
The music was beautiful, but to him it was a spiritual torment. For him, every note, every ups and downs of the melody, was a stark reminder of what he lost.
He could not afford to stay in England anymore. It was an agony of different level for him to stay.
Perhaps the plan of visiting Yorkshire would have to be put on hold for the time being.
He should return to China after meeting Father William and making a donation to the Church of Temperance.
It was the divine intervention of angels that put him where he was right now. It was a pain, but it was a second chance for him to heal.
Even if it meant he would probably never be able to meet Adrastus again.
Lin FenXiang sighed, his forehead resting on his hand as he bent over and stared at the blades of grass under his feet.