Her tears and crying had completely stopped other than the occasional sniffles. Su Zhinian then removed his fingers from her face. With one hand on her back and another holding her face lightly, he lowered his head to touch her forehead using his forehead and suggested in a gentle voice, "We've stayed in the bathroom for quite some time already. You'll catch a cold if you stay here any longer, so how about I help you take a bath and then I'll carry you out, is that okay with you?"
His voice was soft and replete with gentleness and care. It filtered through the sound of rushing water to warm Song Qingchun's heart, and it made the girl's eyes started to redden again. Su Zhinian used the middle of his palm to massage her cheeks and added softly, "Why are you crying again? Let's not waste our tears on that trash of a man, ok?"
