When he heard his name from his daughter again, he finally couldn't help but cry.
He slowly squatted down and held the baby in his arms. Five years ...
There wasn't a day where one didn't miss a child. Once a person had one, they would become greedy.
When her baby was still young, that Ren had carried her very easily. Her small and soft body was only that big, so she would not get tired no matter how long she carried her.
Now that he had squatted down, his baby was half his height. He could see her growth every day, but he had lost her company. This was the most regretful and guilty thing that he had done ...
He wanted to hug her tightly and feel her presence, but he didn't dare to use too much strength.
He was afraid that his daughter ...
He wanted to hold her in his arms even in his dreams.
And the Knight, his son ...
"Handsome brother, why are you crying? I don't even know how to cry. Third brother said that if I cry, my nose will become ugly."
