Andre Yasir (2)

I woke up with many people surrounding me. They were confused when they saw me and looked at me with their pitying expressions.

I was asked by several people about the incident. I told them everything that happened, and they responded with tears of sorrow. They knew that my father had just died, so they looked at me like a poor little boy.

Surprisingly, I didn't feel any sadness in my heart over my father's death. I froze in the crowd that was focused on me.

On the day of my father's funeral, I did not cry at all, even though it was my father who died, no one else. Strangely enough, I didn't drop a single tear at all. I seem to have no sorrow. And worse, I had time to smile and laugh a little when the coffin was buried in the ground.

"Xixixi..."

Several days passed.