I was just talking to Hong Wei about what if my parents die and when I reached home…. i got a bad new… My neighbor pass over. He is in his 70’s, he helped me and love me alot because i am one of the few males ( in teens age ) living in my floor. He always call me Guo Xiong as he can never remember my name. He is a very caring person and take good care of our plants when we first moved in to the new flat. I always saw him taking care of his birds and plants all the time when I am going to school or back home. Sometimes he gave me good advises on life… although they are in dialect but i understand..

He fell down and hit his head heavily… thats all i heard… the way my auntie died…..

For some reason, he keeps asking me to get married soon, i can never forget that.

Good bye…

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