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"Daddy …" Ming You sobbed, but no one knew where she got her full sentence from. There were tears in Ming Li's eyes, but they did not fall. Feng Xian stood in front of him.

Ming Li clenched his struggling hands, "Don't cry …" If you were to recite it, you would tie a strand of red silk to your father's tree at the end of March each year. No matter how far your father goes, you will still know