Who Cut Her Hair
Editor: Atlas Studios
"I'll be fine." Chu Lui pulled his hands away and picked up his pace to catch up to Xia Ruoxin. It was his own body, and he knew it best. As tired and unwell as he was, he could endure it. He was fine, but his daughter—right now, she was still unhappy. She was currently asleep, but what about when she wakes up later? Was she going to cry again?
He had already made her cry enough. He couldn't let her cry anymore. He was a father. If he couldn't even protect his own daughter, then he was really unworthy of being a parent and unworthy of having a child.
In the past, he didn't know that he had made the tiny her suffer so much, but now that he did, he had no reason and no authority to let his daughter continue suffering.
They got off the car once again, and Chu Lui carried Rainy as he walked out of the car. His two hands felt a little weak, but he continued to hug his daughter tightly. He lifted his head, and the bright glass door entered his vision.