With a knock on your house's door, you went to the door and carefully opened it, Brian, your father's best friend, was standing there, leaning against the door frame, hoping to meet your father. He looked at you and smiled, "Hello, little girl," he put his hand in your hair and stroked your forehead, he was treating you like a child, and it bothered you, "Is your father here?..." while He leaned towards you and said with a grin