How sweet it was before, how painful my heart will be later...
"Mr. Yao, I want to go to Syria. I want to help the children and refugees there. I want to do this!" A faint voice sounded, and he looked to the side. Even so, his tenacity remained unchanged! The man pursed his lips and looked down at her little face for a while before slowly speaking: "How long will you be gone?" "I don't know when I feel enough is enough and I will come back!" "I won't wait for you!" His breathing stopped for a moment, and he took a breath and answered softly: "Okay!" He and her were bound by fate, entangled in the soul, going around and around, no matter where they went, or what kind of desperate situation they encountered, the familiar, warm and suffocating figure that appeared in his mind was always the first thing that appeared in his mind. When she came back, he was still there, but the little girl he wanted to protect was no longer her...
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