As if guided by some unseen force, she gently closed the bathroom door, softly seating herself at the edge of the bed, looking at him. This face, both familiar and strange, appeared harmlessly before her, leaving her unsure of her feelings.
For him, she hadn't been a good daughter, missing even the chance to see her father one last time before he passed. Yet, he hurt her time and again...
Why?
Cheng Yun, why do you still treat me so well?
Is it only after losing something that you feel regret? Damn that stupid truth!
She didn't know how her hand reached out to touch his face. When they were together that year, she never felt this warmth. She didn't even know he could cook. Yes, back then, everything about him was for Su Nian; how could he see her?
"Tiantian..."
In his sleep, Cheng Yun murmured softly. Su Tiantian was startled. She brushed aside his bangs to reveal heavy dark circles under his eyes, feeling a tug at her heart.
