After a pause, he looked into his daughter's clear eyes and finally couldn't help but soften his tone: "If... if you really feel it's hard and can't bear it, just send a telegram home. No matter how difficult it is, Dad will find a way to transfer you back."

The weight of these words is heavy.

Lin Jianxue felt a warm feeling in her heart, but then a trace of sadness arose.

She raised her head, met her father's worried gaze, and tried to force out a relaxed smile: "Dad, I understand. Don't worry. I will take good care of myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, the back door opened.

Chen Wu got out of the car holding the infant Xiaohu.

Maybe because he couldn't bear to leave his sister, the little guy pouted and looked like he was about to cry at the next second.

As for Chen Wu, the usually decisive and stern principal in school, his eyes were already red at this moment, and he was trying hard to hold back his tears.

Lin Jianxue's heart seemed to be gently pulled by something.

She stretched out her finger and gently touched her brother's warm little face, saying in a gentle voice, "Mom, I'll leave Xiaohu in the hands of you and Dad. I'll write a letter home when I'm settled."

When I looked up at my mother again, all the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat.

Finally, she took a deep breath, picked up the suitcase on the ground, and said as calmly as possible: "Dad, Mom, it's getting late, I should get on the train."

The suitcase was filled with thick quilts and mattresses, clothes for all seasons, and some daily necessities.

As for pots, pans, books and other large items, they had already been sent to their destination in Heilongjiang Province via post a few days ago and should be on the way now.

She turned and walked towards the ticket gate.

After finding her sleeper car and stuffing her two large suitcases under the bed with great difficulty, Lin Jianxue breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the window.

She turned her head and looked at the platform through the glass window covered with a thin layer of dust.

Lin Yuefeng and Shen Wu were still standing there, their eyes closely following the carriage she was in.

Chen Wu raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and Lin Yuefeng, who looked serious, also raised his hand slightly and waved at her.

When she saw her parents, Lin Jianxue couldn't hold back her emotions for a moment, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

She blinked hard to suppress the sour feeling, raised her hand, and waved hard in the direction of her parents.

“Woo——”

The whistle blew long and hard, the train started slowly, and the wheels made a clanging sound as they rubbed against the rails.

The scenery outside the window began to move slowly, and the figures of my parents gradually shrank on the platform, eventually blurring into two small black dots and disappearing at the end of my sight.

Lin Jianxue withdrew her gaze, leaned against the cold wall of the carriage, slowly exhaled, and tried to suppress the sadness and sorrow that was surging in her heart.

She took out a White Rabbit milk candy from her pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in her mouth.

She was lost in thought about her future plans when suddenly—

"Oh! Isn't this Lin Jianxue? Squad Leader! Why are you on this train too?"

I saw a woman about twenty years old, pulling a gentle-looking man wearing black-framed glasses, walking quickly towards her.

The woman had the nowadays popular "Jiang Jie" hairstyle, with short hair cut to her ears. She wore a Dacron floral shirt with a blue work jacket on the outside, and had an overly enthusiastic smile on her face.