"Yaya, Yaya!"
Qin Song reached out to stroke her face, tears streaming down. "Yaya, don't scare Daddy, okay? You can't die, do you understand? Daddy only has you..."
Her mind was a chaotic mess. Why hadn't she said more just now? She might have talked herself to death.
"Make way!"
A strange, pleasant girl's voice entered her mind.
She must have arrived in heaven.
She saw a beautiful angel in white clothes smiling at her. "How are you feeling?"
Qin Yaya responded without thinking, "So comfortable!"
In heaven, there was no sickness. Even her voice had recovered.
Qin Yaya's eyes curved up happily. "Angel Sister, can you tell my Dad that even without Yaya, he has to stay strong and keep living?"
The Angel Sister was taken aback for a moment, then she smiled. "You tell him yourself."
Then, she saw her father.
His eyes were wide, shocked, joyous, and disbelieving as he looked at her. "Yaya, Yaya, you can talk? That's great!"
Qin Yaya frowned. "Dad, are you dead too?"
