"Xiao Ge! Remember to miss me!" Zhao Zhitong waved her small hand, still loudly saying goodbye to Zhao Yu, who had already walked far. Zhao Yu looked back repeatedly with each step, his figure gradually receding with reluctance.
Xiao Ge is gone, off to adventure in all corners of the country...
Zhao Zhitong felt a little melancholic. Her home didn't seem as lively anymore, even though Xiao Ge had always been quiet when he was around. She sat on a stone stoop by the door, her small head drooping as she stared blankly.
So this is the parting Grandpa Bai talked about... She didn't like the feeling of parting.
Grandpa Bai comforted her. "Young girl, you need to get used to it. Parting is actually the norm in life. When you grow up, you'll understand. People come in and out of your life like passengers on a train; they arrive and depart, a cycle that never stops."
