"Sister, can't we just leave together?"
Ze would seize every opportunity to persuade Xiaoyu, who would always clearly tell him,
"No, our boat is too small; it can only fit the two of you. Otherwise, we won't be able to take anything with us."
"Sister, that excuse might work on children. Haven't we all been on it before—our parents, you, and me? How come it's suddenly too small for us to fit?"
"Alright, let me make it clearer for you. I don't want to leave; I've grown accustomed to life on the island."
"But you can't stay here forever, right?"
