After My Daughter Died of Depression, I Was Reborn!
When he was young, his wife left without a word. From that moment, he spiraled into despair, abandoning his two-year-old daughter to his mother’s care. He lived alone, drowning his sorrows in alcohol, leading a wasted life.
Until his daughter turned sixteen.
That day, she wore the same white dress her mother had worn before leaving, standing on the rooftop, smiling through tears as she looked at him.
“Dad, I miss Mom so much. But depression… it’s unbearable. I’ve been trying so hard, but…”
“It won.”
As she spoke, her small body climbed over the railing. She turned back to Li Xiu, giving him a bright, heartfelt smile.
“Dad, I love you.”
The next second, like a fragile butterfly, she fell, crashing heavily to the ground right in front of him.
“No!!!!”
At that moment, Li Xiu’s eyes widened in agony, his heart tearing apart, the pain so intense that he lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, he had returned to the time when his daughter was only two years old.
Her big, sparkling eyes stared at him, and she smiled warmly and sweetly.
“Daddy, hug me!”