Ye Lantian didn't say anything, pulled back her hand, and lowered her head.
Ye Jinyang saw her do this again, and he sat there, continuing to cry, but this time, he was pretending, crying loudly with a hilariously exaggerated expression.
Who knew that such an act would still earn Ye Lantian's sympathy, and she handed him a tissue again.
Ye Jinyang persisted, slowly moving toward her.
He didn't take the tissue, instead, he leaned his face forward, letting her wipe his tears.
To his surprise, Ye Lantian actually started wiping, gently dabbing the tears on his cheeks, her actions were careful, her expression indifferent, completely calm and unruffled.
Ye Jinyang saw she was no longer distancing herself, so he slowly reached out to hold her hand.
But as soon as he touched her, she fearfully withdrew her hand.
Ye Jinyang tried to get closer to her again, but she reverted to her previous demeanor. He felt lost, sitting there, unsure of what to do.
