Soon, Lin Xiangwan drifted off into slumber.
In her dream, she was a child again, being continuously led by a bigger hand.
"Dad..." she called out softly.
She tried to get a better look at her father, but she couldn't see him clearly.
Anxiously, she tugged on her father's hand and started to cry incessantly.
Dad, why don't you ever come see me, why don't you want me...
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Children in the living room who were playing with puzzle games saw their father putting on his coat and taking his car keys to go out.
"Dad, where are you going?" Qin Yutong stopped what she was doing, stood up and asked.
"To the supermarket, is there anything you want?" Qin Muchuan asked as if it were most natural.
Standing on the shag carpet, Qin Yutong gaped in surprise and was silent for a while. "Dad…how come you're going to the supermarket?"
