"Daddy, Mommy, I will come back to see you," the young Cui Cui said before she turned her head, holding her dirty doll in one hand and extending her other hand to the middle-aged man. She looked up with an innocent smile that showcased her adorable little canines.
The moment the middle-aged man touched Cui Cui's hand, his heart, long sealed with dust, suddenly skipped a beat. Why did this smile feel so familiar?
Once, he had a warm family and a lovely daughter, a girl with little tiger teeth just like these. She, too, often placed her hand in his, gazing up with those innocent eyes.
In that instant, the adorable face of his daughter merged perfectly with Cui Cui's in front of him, prompting the man, long hardened, to feel a sudden urge to cry.
He couldn't help but tighten his grip, not wanting to let go for even a moment.
