Su Shengjing did not know whether to laugh or to cry. "Silly girl, what are you talking about?"
"I'm serious!" Su Jiu sniffed and rubbed her face against the back of his hand. "Anyway, I don't want to live without Daddy!"
"How silly!" Su Shengjing wanted to pat her head, but his arm was too weak. "Daddy will always stand in front of you. How can you die with Daddy…"
Su Jiu's heart ached when she heard his weak voice. "Daddy, stop talking."
"Alright, I'll stop talking." Su Shengjing stared at her as if he wanted to make up for the regret of not seeing her for the past few days. His gaze was even more doting than before.
He was thankful that Little Jiu was alright. If she was alright, then everything had been worth it.
Her father's gaze made Su Jiu's nose sting again.
Her father had no intention of blaming her at all. He was still so kind to her. He was always unconditionally tolerant of all her mistakes.