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It’s April 14. and as we all know, this is the day dabi and I take the flight to Melbourne. In the morning, I get up with a better throat and nose. I am worried about dabi’s fever. He does not look good and it makes me nervous. I repeatedly tell him to relax! Dabi’s mother has a handful to do. She rushes to the market, buys foods for the lunch and worships the god of heaven again. The smoke makes my nose uncomfortable again. We make the very last check to the luggage and have lunch. Lots of dishes. Chicken, fish, mushroom, lettuce, fired pork, fatchoi and green beans. But we don’t have the appetite to eat up all these things. Dabi does not feel good yet. It seems he cannot fully recover before boarding the airplane. I ask him to drink xiaochaihu and we take a nap. We can’t fall asleep as we know the important moment is approaching. At three pm we get up, carry the two big bags and one big case downstairs. I jump on xiaoqu’s car, dabi jump his brother’s. we both don’t feel good. Quyan wears nice dress and combs nice hair. Her teeth become more fun. The two big front teeth have grown to 1.5 while the two dog teeth disappear. When she laughs, her mouth looks like an old lady’s. she is curious and cares about my trip. They keep talking but I become more dizzy. We finally arrive home to pick mum and dad up. They are standing by the street, well prepared. Especially father, he particularly wears new pants and a clean shirt, looking quite handsome. My nose suddenly soars. Father does care about me and sometimes I think with tears of the possibility of not seeing anymore after I go to Australia as he is becoming quite old and it seems he cannot bear the tiredness of flying a long journey. On the way to the airport, he seldom speaks. I guess he is quite nervous and might not feel good. I become more decisive about settling down as soon as possible and get my parents to Australia. Father always talks about foreign countries’ life, now I would let him realize his wish to go abroad and have a look. We finally arrive and check in. the lady sitting behind the counter is very nice and does not say anything about our luggage being overweight. We sigh and prepare to clear the Chinese customs. Before we go, we take photos. It’s like we will be away for a long long time and we need to remember each other’s faces with the help of the photos. Now time to get into the door of the customs. Relatives and friends are not allowed in. we leave the mobiles’ sim cards to the families and it seems to be symbol of separating for a long time. It’s time to say goodbye! My nose suddenly sours and my tears are turning in my eyeframes. I tell myself be strong and don’t be so sensitive. I want to tell my father to take care and wait us to settle down and we will pick him up. I can barely see them as I am walking further and further and my tears blind my eyes. I just see their hands waving goodbye. Dabi and I, hand in hand, walk across the customs and I see them for the last time and approach to the security check. Dabi encourages me to be strong and says it’s not a big deal and it’s easy to meet again.