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You came again to the graveyard a few days later and you met him again, the visitor of the grave next to your brother's. He was doing his alone talk again, just like yesterday, when you walked past him to your brother's grave. 

For the next couple weeks, when you came to the cemetery to visit your brother, you often met him. He always came alone, bringing a bouquet of flowers to put at the tombstone there. Sometimes he stayed there for a while, sometimes he just came to replace the dried flowers with a fresh one.

You never talked to him as you just stole glances at him. Sometimes when your eyes meet, you both just smiled and nodded politely to each other. He seemed like a nice guy and you started to grow curiosity over him.

For these past 2 years, you never saw someone visiting that grave, and suddenly in these past few weeks there was someone coming regularly there.

You wondered who he was and whose grave was that ?


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