I turned my head to break away from his hand, walked quickly to the door, opened it, and the cold winter wind rushed in with snowflakes, "Get out, I don't want to see you again!" I said this through gritted teeth, and my tone was so decisive that even I was shocked.
He walked up to me, instead of hugging me from behind and coaxing me as usual. I heard him sigh. He walked up to me and held my face. "Little guy..." He said, but did not continue.
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