He had left in despair... and she, unexpectedly, let him die in despair...
Her eyes gradually moistened, tears trickling from the corners, sliding down her cheeks, soaking into the hair by her temples.
Mr. Dong sat nearby, watching his daughter unconsciously weeping again, his own eyes reddened. He propped his hand against his forehead, trying hard to control his breath for a while before forcing back his tears. Then he turned slightly to look at Cheng Ziyang by his side, his voice extremely hoarse, "These days, she has been like this all the time, sleeping every day, crying in her dreams, refusing to wake up. The doctor said her body is fine, but subconsciously she doesn't want to face reality, doesn't want to believe reality, so she chooses to escape in dreams. But... if she keeps sleeping like this, even if her body is fine, it will become problematic."
