"Xiao Xia, don't be afraid..."
This sentence seemed to evoke Zhao Hongxia's long-lost memories.
Little Zhao Hongxia stood atop the tall sea dike, wiping her tears and humming quietly.
Below the sea dike on the sandy beach stood a man, tilting his head back with arms wide open, his face rippling with a warm smile.
"Xiao Xia, don't be afraid, jump down, daddy will catch you, jump..."
Then Zhao Haixia closed her eyes, took a determined leap, and then fell into a warm embrace.
"There, open your eyes now. Didn't daddy say he would catch you? Look, aren't you perfectly fine?"
"Mhm~."
Zhao Hongxia hugged her father's neck, her smile brimming with joy.
"Xiao Xia, you must be braver in the future. When you encounter problems, don't cry, don't be afraid, because daddy will always be by your side, protecting you..."
...
But what about later?
When she was bullied and kept falling, where was he?
When she was starving and consumed by darkness, where was he then?