"If you want to leave, please look at this!"
When he was seven years old, he followed him to collect herbs and excitedly pointed at a dead grass.
"If you want to leave, please look at this!"
At the age of seventeen, he followed behind him, holding the sachet given by the woman.
"If you want to leave, please look at this!"
Twenty-seven years old, he lay in his arms, holding his hand on his chest.
My heart thumped, then, there was no sound.
Farewell, separation, final, can not always be by your side.