After being brutally murdered by my wife's ex-boyfriend, my body was thrown under the bridge outside the villa.
On the third day after my death, my daughter finally found me under the bridge.
She stepped on the gravel and wiped the bloodstains off my face with her small hands, but I did not blink.
She brought some clear water and fed it to my pale lips, but I did not lick it.
She lay on my cold chest, listening to my heartbeat that no longer existed.
Tiantian panicked and called my actress wife, who was on the runway, with her phone watch:
"Mom, why does Dad keep lying here?"
"Your dad is practicing his acting, don't worry about him! Tell your dad that whenever he's willing to admit his mistake, I'll forgive him."
After hanging up the video call, my daughter stared at my corpse for a long time.
She took off her small coat and gently covered my cold body, saying: "Dad, this way it won't hurt."