"Immigration?" Chenxi jumped up from the sofa as soon as she heard it, "I don't want to immigrate; I won't go."
If she went, it would mean she could never see Professor Luo again, which was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for her. She could live without comfort, but she absolutely couldn't be without Professor Luo. He was her attachment, something she couldn't part with.
"Isn't immigration good?" Mu Kaihua patted his daughter's hand, "Over there, the quality of life will be several levels higher than it is now, and I won't have to work overtime every day. By that time, my salary alone could support both you and your mother, you would attend university locally, and your mom wouldn't have to work and could be a good wife and mother at home."
"No, I won't immigrate, anyway," Chenxi said adamantly. "I was born in Aus City, and I'll be a ghost of Aus City when I die. I don't like that place; it's full of unfamiliar faces, and I don't speak the language there."
