Bai Yitong and Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo and Bai Yitong.
At the last moment at the airport, she looked back at the entrance. What she was thinking about was just the simplest sentence. She chewed it repeatedly, rolled it on the tip of her tongue, and her tongue was numb for a while.
Until she seemed to see the pure white figure in her memory, as clean as sunshine, walking towards her quickly, resolutely and finally without any hesitation.
She only tightened her grip on the lever of the pure white suitcase in her hand and walked towards the security checkpoint without any thought of the land where she grew up or the pure white figure in her memory.
Equally determined. Never hesitated.
Finally left.
Six long years, it was like flying away with that plane and never coming back.