Gu Qili seemed to have had a long dream, in which she saw her father sitting under the grape trellis, with fine red wine laid out before him, smiling and waving at her as she approached.
He said something, but she couldn't hear clearly.
She ran joyfully toward him, but her feet felt as heavy as if filled with lead, unable to move no matter how hard she tried.
Her father was still smiling at her, his smile warm like the sun on a winter day, warming her heart profoundly.
However, that smile gradually blurred, and her father's face grew more and more distant, along with the surrounding grapevines as if they were being swept into a space she could not reach.
"Dad." Gu Qili fell to the ground, unable to get up no matter how hard she tried, crying and shouting, her eyes wide open as she watched him slowly disappear before her.
"Dad." Gu Qili suddenly opened her eyes, but instead of seeing Gu Dezhong, she saw the stern-looking Mu Shuoqian.
