Chapter 67 Invited

• I bent down, fingertips lightly brushing the edge of the petals, finding the flowers fresh as if they were just picked.
• I looked at the embossed logo of the high-end flower shop on the wrapping paper, then turned my head to the caretaker approaching not far away. "Excuse me, do you know who sent these flowers?"
• The old caretaker's voice carried a hint of amusement as he replied, "These flowers were brought by the first person who came to the cemetery this morning."