The woman who had lost her daughter was already about to pass out from crying. Her tears seemed to have dried up, she could no longer cry. However, her body was still twitching from crying. One could see the streaks that the tears left on her face.
"How could this be…" The woman said aggrievedly, "I thought that everything would get better… sob…"
Yun Shishi wanted to comfort her, but she felt that she was in no position to do so. If she were this woman, she would have fainted from crying.
When a person is truly sad, what she needs is not someone who would comfort her, but a shoulder to lean on or someone who will cry with her, to vent all the sadness in their hearts through their tears.
Which was just as well.
Not long after, Mu Yazhe finally returned.
Excited to see him, she shot to her feet. "What did he say?"
"The dean has agreed. We can go in and visit Little Yichen now, but Yueyao is not allowed in."
