Shi Che felt a moistness slowly spread across his shoulder. Ling Chuxia always cried without a sound, yet her body shook with dense, fine tremors, indicating the intensity of her crying.
The excitement and boiling emotions that Shi Che had felt just moments ago vanished in an instant, leaving only confusion and heartache. Why was Chuxia suddenly crying like this?
"Chuxia, what's wrong?"
Shi Che's hand gently rested on Ling Chuxia's shoulder, his voice couldn't be softer, yet it was tinged with a hint of urgency.
But Ling Chuxia kept on crying, her sobs choked and breathless, unable to even begin speaking.
The bewilderment in Shi Che's eyes deepened, but he didn't ask any further. Instead, he reached out, his long arm embracing Ling Chuxia's petite frame, pulling her into his chest. His large palm gently patted her back, his voice deep and soft as he slowly said in her ear, "Cry, I am here for you."
Just these simple words made Ling Chuxia's tears flow even more fiercely.
