I would never see him again, never feel that curved old back under my fingertips as I hugged him, never again make him a cup of tea or interpret his silent words or joke with him about cheating at Sudoku.

我再也不会见到他，再也不会在拥抱他时感觉到指尖下那弯曲的老背，再也不会给他泡杯茶， 不会再解读他沉默的话语， 也不会和他开玩笑说数独游戏作弊。