C107 Murder of biological father?

Early the next morning, I woke up with dark circles under my eyes. The time of the night had changed, but the time in the morning hadn't changed. Every day, I would wake up so early.

He sat by the chess board for a while, looking at the mossy chess piece. He wanted to touch it but resisted, so he let it continue to wait. This fated person was definitely not me, I am not a person of this world