"Can I beg you not to leave? I know my past actions were unforgivable, but in this life, apart from my daughter, I have nothing left."
He lifted his eyes, staring deeply at the woman beside him, his face somber, his tone mournful.
"Qing Er, I know that the day we divorced, I lost the right to be our child's father. I thought I was so heartless that I didn't even want my own flesh and blood."
He shook his head and continued with a choked voice, "But when I saw her again, I realized how much I love her and how I can't live without her."
"I beg you, don't take her away, let her stay by my side, please?"
Qing Er, "..."
Staring at the man beside her with a face full of despair, she wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
Was his expression begging her to pity him for being alone all these years?
Did he have the right to complain about being alone?
If he couldn't leave the child, could she?
If he loved the child, did she not?
