Kaka finished the puzzle and hung it in the center of the living room. The puzzle, which he had custom-made and assembled by hand, was the most beautiful puzzle he had ever completed. Kaka stared at the puzzle, lost in thought.
For the first time, he had not bid farewell to Wushuang.
Every time Wushuang came to London, he would see her off, giving warnings and instructions with reluctance. But this time, he could only listen to the sound of the airplane landing and taking off. It wasn't that he didn't want to see her off; he just hated goodbyes.
Previously when saying goodbye to Wushuang, he knew that she would return soon, and he would see her again before long. But this time, he knew that it might be years before he saw Wushuang again, or perhaps...never again.
