He frowned and asked her with a smile, "What are you up to? Keeping Dad awake in the middle of the night."
"Daddy." She crawled over and lifted her little mouth to kiss Ye Que.
Ye Que felt a warm wave pass through his heart when she kissed him spontaneously.
Looking at the little thing in front of him, his heart felt really warm and especially sweet.
With his son not around, and his wife not by his side, all he had was his daughter.
Only this little one could ease the deep-seated repression in his heart.
Since his daughter couldn't sleep, naturally, he couldn't sleep either. He sat up to play with her.
He built houses with her, played with toy car tracks, and fiddled with dolls.
Ye Que shook his head helplessly while playing with her.
How did he also end up behaving like a child, sitting on the floor playing with his daughter? If anyone else saw this, they'd surely laugh at him.
