"It's me, Dad."
Gu Dajiang gasped. "I… I'm not dreaming?"
As he spoke, he grabbed Gu Yundong's hand with great force.
He stared at Gu Yundong, afraid that he would blink and the person in front of him would suddenly disappear again.
Gu Yundong slowly squatted down and let him hold her hand. He smiled and said, "Yes, you're not dreaming. Father, I'm in front of you. I'm fine. You found me."
Gu Dajiang's eyes widened as he listened to her seriously. His lips trembled slightly, and his hand that was holding her trembled slightly too.
Slowly, this trembling became more and more intense, just like the torrential emotions in his heart.
Gu Yundong gently put her other hand on it and said gently, "Father, do you hurt anywhere? You're injured. The doctor said that you can't move around."
Gu Dajiang finally blinked, but his voice was hoarse. "Yundong, is it really you?"
"Yeah."
"It's really you?"
"It's me."