Don't say goodbye

We got there at 0710am, which was the earliest time in the week. As a matter of fact, we got there earlier and earlier day by day, even many local students did not get up at that time and we could not have any choice but chicken rice at canteen. When I returned my cup to the window, the auntie said I could return it to another place the next time. The next time? I smiled. Who the hell will know when could be the next time? Oh, on Sunday probably.

All of us noticed it was the last day, and therefore we appreciated the last time and chance we study together. When the time came to the last class, I felt a little sad, undeniably. We said many words after that, and probably because we knew we could meet on another weekend, we did not say goodbye but just smiled and waved. After that, we gave our handmade gift to the school, which meant the ending of the story.

I walked out the campus, taking only one photo. I will always remember here, and please do not forget me, do not say goodbye.