บท 242: Chapter 242: Daddy, What a Beautiful Dream That Was

"Okay." Ji Chengzhou hugged his son's tiny body into his arms, feeling how small and skinny his son really was. He resolved to try his best to fatten him up.

So this was what a father's embrace felt like.

Solid, powerful.

Ji Sangyu felt very warm, very safe, as if with this embrace, he could fear no demons or ghosts.

And the scent of Dad, it smelled so good.

Ji Sangyu clung tightly to Ji Chengzhou's neck, tears streaming out uncontrollably. Realizing he was crying, he hastily let go of Ji Chengzhou, frantically wiping his tears with the back of his small hand, and looked up at Ji Chengzhou with a nervous face, "Dad, I didn't mean to cry, I'm just too happy. I can wipe away the tears quickly."

But for some reason, the more he wiped, the more tears came, and he couldn't get them to stop.

Ji Sangyu became so anxious that his little face turned bright red, "Dad, please don't dislike me. I'm not a crybaby, I'm very well-behaved, really well-behaved."