When my younger brother was about to enter, I stopped him, asking, “Do you want to enter the cockpit?”

His eyes shimmered in excitement. A young five-foot-eleven man held his hands together gleefully, hopping around like a little girl.

I returned to my cousin and hugged her tightly. I said, “Tell grandpa and grandma, and everyone at home, that we’re fine. We’ve reunited, and we’ll continue to miss everyone on the faraway planet. They can look at the stars when they miss us…”

“Mm…” My cousin couldn’t fight back her tears. She held me tightly, complaining, “You were always like this… Leaving whenever you wanted… You even ran off to the stars this time…”

“Cousie, take care!”...