A familiar face came into view—he was wearing a simple white shirt.

His raised hand froze mid-air as I threw myself into his arms, crying uncontrollably.

"Wanwan, you..." He looked at me in confusion.

My voice was choked with joy. "Brother, I missed you so much."

He suddenly laughed, patting my head affectionately.

"You're such a big girl, still acting so clingy. Hurry up and get ready for breakfast. Didn't you say there's a party today?"

I froze for a moment, then looked around belatedly.

The familiar bed sheets, the familiar decorations, the big teddy bear still sitting in the corner.

An incredible thought popped into my mind. I rushed to the living room.

A documentary was playing on TV, and the calendar on the table clearly read: "June 10, 2019."

I stood there dumbfounded, overwhelmed by sudden joy that left me motionless.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

My brother walked over with breakfast.

"N-no..." I blinked, slowly walking toward the table.

On the table was my favorite pumpkin porridge. Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face.

Only I knew how much I had missed this bowl of porridge.

"I just don't get how you make it so well. I could never replicate it," I muttered, trying to hold back my sobs.

He laughed. "Silly girl, there's no need to cry over this. I'll teach you..."

"No!" I interrupted him quickly. "Anyway, you'll always be here when I want some. I don't need to learn."

A gentle flick hit my forehead.

"You're being ridiculous."

Looking at him, a thought suddenly occurred to me.

God had given me a second chance—could I change something this time?

I quietly wiped my tears, a plan forming in my heart.

"Brother, promise me you won't come looking for me. I'll come home as soon as the party ends."

I urged him anxiously before leaving.

"Alright, you've said this a hundred times. I won't come looking for you," he replied helplessly, nodding his head. The next moment, he tried to push me out the door without mercy.

I struggled fiercely, rushing forward to hug him tightly.

My brother's body stiffened, as if he hadn't expected it.

After a moment, he raised his hand and patted my head. "You're such a big girl, still so attached to me?"

I mumbled softly. "Brother, wait for me to come back so you can celebrate with me."

"Okay, I'll wait for you!"

After lingering for a long time, I finally left under my brother's urging.

At the school gate, a deep voice called out: "Student Ye Wan, congratulations on graduating!"

I turned around, and my body began to tremble uncontrollably. I gripped the item in my bag tightly.

It was the gift my brother had helped me prepare. I didn't take it out; I just stared at him fiercely.