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He Chen slowly crouched down, covering his face tightly with both hands, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

Tears flowed like a flood bursting through a dam, streaming down his cheeks, dripping onto his chest, soaking a large part of his shirt.

Only now did he realize that it was he himself who had taken away his daughter's life-saving money!

The diary slipped from his fingers, and he seemed to lose all strength, collapsing to the ground.

Regret submerged him like a tidal wave, his heart felt as though it was being torn apart, the pain making it difficult to breathe.

Each word seemed to turn into a tangible hammer, pounding his soul repeatedly.

He tried calling me again.

[Sorry, the user you have dialed is powered off]

After burying Yuanyuan, I sat quietly beside the tombstone, just wanting to spend more time with my daughter.

I feared she would be lonely here by herself.

I carved my name onto Yuanyuan's tombstone.