Xiaoxiao knew that as long as she crossed this threshold, she would never go back. It's like saying goodbye to all the old things. Including the thick acacia tree in the courtyard, the unfinished embroidery on the table, and my mother's resentful and sharp eyes...
Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, then finally shook his head and walked out of the house. Outside the outer door, a whole new world was waiting for her to get to know her.