Young children actually couldn't understand the true meaning of death. The same applied to Fang Yu. She had not understood it even though such a long time had passed, and now, after seeing that her father had really never returned, she finally understood the difference between not coming back often and never coming back.
"Brother Shao Xi, I actually miss Daddy a little, but I haven't told Mommy. I'm afraid Mommy will cry.
"I want him to give me a piggyback ride, like all the other children's daddies. He used to make me fly all the time. No one is taking me flying anymore.
"Brother Shao Xi, I'm also a little afraid that I'll forget what Daddy looked like because I haven't seen him in a long time. If he doesn't come back in the future, I'll forget him. Before Mommy moved with me, I couldn't bear to part with Brother Little Hua, but now, I rarely think of him. I'm afraid that I'll also forget about Daddy in the future and forget what he looks like.
