The days passed by far more quickly than Jian had expected, and finally, the day they were leaving Earth had arrived.
The ship had been completely remodified by the Farians. Every system had been checked and adjusted, and it was finally ready to warp. After everything they had been through, the moment that had once seemed so distant was now standing right in front of them.
Jian quietly packed the few things he wanted to take with him into a small bag. He did not have many belongings, nor did he have many things he could call truly memorable. After hesitating for a moment, he placed a small pressed flower carefully inside, making sure it would not be crushed. Along with it, he packed a few basic necessities—his toothpaste, some candy, and the other little things he would need.
That was all.
He stared at the small bag for a moment, feeling an unexpected heaviness settle in his chest.
"Is this all?"
Xing Yu's voice came from behind him.
