Gu Yunshu looked up in a daze. He wanted to see clearly, but the man had already squatted down and was at eye level with him.
The next moment, Gu Yunshu's tears suddenly fell. His voice was a little illusory. "Father…"
"It's me, Yunshu. Father is back."
The book in Gu Yunshu's hand fell to the ground. He was stunned. He carefully reached out to touch Gu Dajiang's face and asked again uncertainly, "Father?"
"I'm here." Gu Dajiang pulled him into his arms and stroked his small head. "It's been hard on Yunshu during this period of time. Your eldest sister already said that you're a small man. You're Daddy's pride."
At that moment, all of Gu Yunshu's bittersweet emotions surged.
He hugged Gu Dajiang's neck. "Father, it's really Father. It's a living Father. You're warm."