"It's not just your regret. I also regret not holding Xiaoxiao, not letting Xiaoxiao rest on my shoulder. I also regret not joining you for meals, not going to the amusement park together, not traveling together as a family..." Xiao Ye said. At that moment, he seemed unable to continue.
Some wounds truly hurt, and he tried his best to control himself, to avoid diving into them.
Because there were still people he had to take care of.
If he allowed himself to be consumed by sorrow, he didn't know what he would eventually become.
So even though many times he used cruel methods to prevent himself from thinking, from delving deep into thoughts.
