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After dinner, Yuan Gungun stayed by Yuan Zifeng's side and chatted with him.

For nearly a year, Yuan Gungun spent most of his time with Yuan Zifeng every day, hoping to make up for what he had lost in these years of separation.

"Gungun, dad is tired, go back to the room and rest."

Yuan Zifeng looked at his daughter who was washing his feet, his eyes filled with relief.

In the last part of his life, with his most precious daughter accompanying him, he had no regrets.

Seeing that He Xiao has kept his promise to him for so many years, why should he feel uneasy? He doesn't have to worry about his precious daughter being wronged. With He Xiao and Tingyu here, no one has the chance to hurt her. He is just worried. …

His departure will be unbearable for the baby girl...

His treasure, the person he hates to part with the most.

"Dad, let me help you lie down."

Carefully help Yuan Zifeng dry his feet, straighten the rolled-up part of his pajamas, help him lie on the bed, cover him with the quilt, see that he has his eyes closed, then turn around and pour the foot wash, and walk to the door softly Turn off the lights and leave.

As the door closed softly, Yuan Zifeng, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

His time is running out, and the closer he gets to death, the more he feels that he has run out of fuel...

…

As soon as Yuan Gungun returned to his room, tears could not stop rolling down his face.
Chapter completed!