Li-Li didn't know how her father had experienced a full life. She reached out and gently patted Jiang Zhihao's back, her soft voice echoing in the room: "Daddy be good, don't cry oh, Li-Li is here for you.",Many times Jiang Zhihao would think, just how much hatred for himself, and just how desperate one had to be, to choose to end their life in this way.,Zhong Jiawei held a bag in her hand, from which wafted a faint fragrance.。