"Dad."
As soon as Yu Sangwan opened her mouth, tears started falling, and her throat choked up heavily.
Yu Zhiyuan struggled to lift his hand, and understanding his intention, Yu Sangwan helped press his palm against her cheek.
"Wanwan..."
"Dad."
Yu Zhiyuan smiled, but tears, cloudy and thick, rolled from his old and withered eyes. He moved his mouth and said, "Taotao..."
"..." Yu Sangwan was stunned. Although she knew this was her childhood nickname, her father had never called her that all these years! This filled her with panic... It's said that those who are dying can feel it themselves. Did her father know his time was near?
"Dad." Yu Sangwan cried uncontrollably, her hot tears falling into Yu Zhiyuan's palm.
Yu Zhiyuan's expression improved slightly, and he smiled warmly, "Time flies! Before I knew it, Taotao had grown up... turned into such a beautiful young lady..."
At this moment, every word he spoke deepened the pain in Yu Sangwan's heart.
