Many people came to see him off.

I stood in the corner playing with my phone.

When he came to say goodbye to me, he gave me a hug.

This hug was tight.

It felt like there would never be a second chance once he let go.

I patted his back lightly.

"Young Master, it's time for you to go."

He leaned on my shoulder, his voice muffled.

"Xie Fan, on the night of the graduation party, I told you, I have a name."

I fulfilled his wish: "Qi Jing, it's time for you to go."

He let go of me, and we locked eyes, the emotions in his eyes were intense: "Do you have anything else to say to me?"

I thought for a moment: "Come back soon?"

He smiled, visibly brimming with joy and contentment: "Okay."