Little Estie could not hear another word anymore. The little one only knew that Aunt would go abroad in the future, and she might never see her again. Her tears kept streaming down at that thought.

The smile on Rosalie's face was also bitter as she touched the little girl's head. "This may be the last time we meet. Don’t cry, Estie. Will you smile for me?"

The little girl cried and shook her head. "Aunt, don’t go..."

Rosalie let Estie cry for a little while more in her arms. When she heard her cries become weak, she comforted her again. "You need to get better soon, okay? When you grow up, you can come visit me abroad. We can go have fun."

Little Estie also seemed to understand that she could not get Aunt to stay. When she heard that she would be able to meet with Aunt again when she grew up, a little hope rose in her heart. She pitifully sought confirmation. "Really?"

Rosalie nodded with a smile.

The girl still did not believe her. "But when I grow up, Aunt don’t ‘member me."