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Not seen for more than twenty years. The first thing my daughter did after meeting me was to smash my skull. Again and again it seemed like there was some deep hatred. She didn't know that this white skeleton was the mother who gave birth to her in ten months of pregnancy. All she knows is that I ran away with a wild man and abandoned her twice. Later, she used craniofacial reconstruction technology and spent a week recovering. After she could barely figure out my appearance, she went crazy.