Father Tang yelled, "Tang Chuxia, behave yourself!"
Tang Chuxia thought Father Tang was being melodramatic.
"Alright, I won't say anything more. Just lead the way properly now!"
Tang Chuxia stuck out her tongue, "Dad, aren't you curious at all? Whether I have schizophrenia with a second personality emerging, or whether I was truly brought back from the dead?"
Father Tang pressed her head down, "You shut up!"
Tang Chuxia stopped talking, it seemed that she had irritated Father Tang and it wouldn't do her any good.
As the father and daughter walked on the main road, Father Tang turned to Tang Chuxia, "Does it still hurt now?"
"Huh?"
Tang Chuxia didn't catch on at first, then realized what Father Tang was talking about and said with a grin, "What do you think?"
Father Tang: …
It seemed it still hurt.
He regretted what he had been doing all these years, wondering why he hadn't noticed something was wrong with his child's health.
