Surrender without dignity.
And a man's tears.
"Is saying sorry useful? Can a million sorries bring my daughter back? If it can, I'll kneel and tell you a million sorries, just give me back my daughter, alright?"
"Let's get out of here first." He Teng sighed deeply in his heart, "Lan Li, go and help Ding Jinshi up." With that, He Teng walked towards Ding Long, pulling him up from the ground, while Ding Long's eyes still gazed blankly at his daughter, who had been dead for a long time.
"Don't touch me." Ding Jinshi shook off Lan Li's hand. She tried to stand up on her own, but when she moved, her whole body hurt. Let alone holding a child, even standing by herself was impossible.
Lan Li's hand was shrugged off by Ding Jinshi, leaving him standing awkwardly in the distance, his expression filled with desolation.
Hadn't he already lost the right to care for her?
