That year, she was fourteen years old. "When I grow up, will you marry me?"
"Okay." There was a smile on his brows, and his eyes were full of doting and softness.
Now, she has really grown up and said: "I am old enough to marry you."
But he went back on his word, "No one will tolerate a father marrying his daughter. I can't destroy you."
"But you said you would marry me."
She was shouting hoarsely, and the loss in her heart was no less than his pain.
They have the closest relationship - family affection, and the most distant distance - love.
Unfaithful love is destined to be a fruitless relationship.
Even God is sighing. We have always had a shallow relationship, but our love is deep...