Xi Yue Greets Dad
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
It was a tiring journey. When they arrived at the city gate, it was already midnight. The city gate had long been closed. It was Zhuge Qing who answered Wei Ting's call three times before Wei Ting took out his token and opened the city gate.
He saw the streets, the mansion, and the little figure that he missed so much that his heart ached.
She squatted on the cold grass barefooted. Her clothes were thin, and her black hair fluttered in the cold wind.
She was holding a kettle in her hand. She was fiddling with something in the middle of the night.
When he left four years ago, she was still a milk ball even smaller than the triplets. In the blink of an eye, she had grown up like a sapling.
Zhuge Qing choked. He was blinded by the sandstorm, and even his eyes were red.
He opened his slightly dry lips and said in a hoarse and trembling voice, "Xiyue…"
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