I once asked him, if I died and became a ghost, would you be afraid of me?
He said, not afraid.
I asked him again, if I was lonely in the underworld and asked you to accompany me, would you be willing to die?
He said, I do.
I reminded him that many people will be sad if you die. For example, what will happen to your mother? She would be sad and lonely with no one to care for her.
He said that my mother's happiness is my father's responsibility. The person I spend my whole life with is you. What do I have left when you are gone?