"Yuxun, you've lost weight," Xia Molin said with a pained expression.
"You're the one who's lost weight! Without me around, you must have often forgotten to eat." Xia Yuxun tenderly touched the evident hollows beneath Xia Molin's eyes, "Dad, where on earth did you go?"
"Last time I went to South Korea for an exchange competition, I met a friend and this time I went to visit him, working there as a coach. But after arriving, my mind couldn't settle down at all, it was full of worry about whether you were doing well, and who would clean up your messes if you got into trouble again..."
"Dad, I'm sorry for making you worry!"
Realizing that her father hadn't abandoned her and was still concerned about her, Xia Yuxun felt an instant warmth in her heart, filling a long-vacant, icy corner with warmth.
