In that instant, Nanxi felt a heart-wrenching pain that surpassed nearly seven years of time, as if a demon suddenly sprouted in her chest, mercilessly devouring all her memories and hopes!
Dad, you still recognize me, but you never came to find me! Why? Why didn't you come to find me? Why?
Nanxi turned and hugged Lu Yinchu, her sobs muffled against his chest, her hands tightly clutching the man's clothes as if to release all the pain and tears of the past seven years!
Lu Yinchu put his arms around her tightly, then looked up, his eyes casting a gloomy sweep over the man in front of him, whose expression was vacant and miserable!
The man appeared to be around fifty, with graying temples and slightly dark skin, his face wore the vicissitudes of life, settling into a melancholic yet resigned composure.
His eyes trembled, brimming with scorching tears, his fingertips also trembled, his lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but he said nothing!
