Chapter 22: Farewell (3)

  He walked away, and the back of his purple shirt and white pants disappeared from our sight.

  This silhouette is forever frozen in my memory. He Xiying, did you know? You've always been carefree, even that silhouette was.

  The plane took off, and I looked up at the sky, imagining what he was like in the high altitude of 10,000 meters, his appearance, his mood. Yes, I can only imagine.

  From now on we will be separated by vast distances.

  On our way back, we didn't speak for a long time in the car, still immersed in the sad scene of parting just now.

  "Qing Yi," her mother started saying: "I see you're well-behaved and likable. Xi Ying has left, her dad is busy, and sometimes I'm alone at home feeling lonely. If you have time, come to my place to play, have a meal or something, keep me company, chat with me, and stroll around the streets."

  "Alright." I imagined what would happen after Xiying left.

  "By the way, Qing Yi, He Xiying has prepared some things for you. Why don't you go to our place first and pick them up today? We can send you back afterwards. I think we should fulfill his wish today. What do you think?"

  I agreed.

  When he arrived at his home, his mother took out a box. "It's all here, and this child of mine is quite meticulous!" Auntie said with a smile.

  I held the box and said: "Thank you!"

  Their car dropped me off at the foot of my apartment building, and after saying goodbye to my uncle and aunt, I returned home.

  The room is very quiet, it's my own space, and after closing the door, no one will disturb me. Every time I see myself closing the door, my parents won't come to knock on the door, they'll only call me during meals. They treat me like a precious gem, the arrangement of my room, the things they give me are all carefully prepared by them, just like treating a princess with love. So I listen to their words very much, including that unfulfilled first love, which also slipped away because of this. If it weren't for listening to their words at the beginning and restraining myself according to their intentions, focusing only on studying and not talking about other things, then now I would be together with Xiyin. But I know they are right, if it weren't like that, maybe I wouldn't have gotten into this university today, because in that case, I wouldn't have put a lot of time into studying, just like some classmates, ultimately not getting the results they wanted.

  Today at the airport, I saw He Xiying saying goodbye to his parents. The scene was so touching that it made me more grateful for my parents. Their decisions are all made with their children in mind, and we can't deny the correctness of their decisions just because of a little confusion in front of us. After all, they are guiding us through life based on their own life experiences.

  Open that box, it's all some girls' favorite dolls and so on. There was a card on these items, I flipped it over to take a look: Qing Yi, these are gifts I had wanted to give you but never gave out. Below was a drawing of a doll, he had a shy smile on his face.

  Alright! He Xiying, I will collect these gifts and your feelings when facing them together.

  But now, He Xiying's departure makes me miss her so much. Those memories are painfully sprouting and growing in my heart, sorrowfully dyeing my entire soul bit by bit. And in the days to come, what should I do?

  I sat there, thinking non-stop about Western movies, about me, about us, and about the future. The warmth of the past had dissipated, but the inevitable future was waiting stubbornly in the distance, would it still be colorful?