The room was empty and the lights were not switched on.
Only a glimmer of light coming in from the door reflected on Amos' back. Eudora sighed and slowly walked over and hugged him from behind.
"Amos, you still have me and Juju."
Amos' back stiffened for a moment. After a while, he responded, "Hmm".
"Let's pack!"
The Old Master did not have many belongings. They were all brought and kept in boxes. He only brought some clothes as well as some of his daily necessities.
Now, they were all relics.
Eudora George helped to organize and categorize them, put them into boxes, and sorted them out.
When she was cleaning the Old Master's bed, she saw a notebook under the pillow as she removed the pillowcase.
Eudora picked it up casually. When she was about to put it in the box, a photo from t
