"Stop crying, Xiaoyu." he comforted her. "You are not a terrible person."
"No, I am," she continued to cry. "I hurt you."
"No, you didn't hurt me. I am fine...."
"No," she rubbed her nose and sniffled. "I broke your heart."
"Shouldn't I be the one crying, then?" he chuckled helplessly. "Why are you crying?"
"I... I feel terrible!!!!"
Wen Jinyang didn't know what to say to that. Looking at her crying face, he sighed slowly. He look around for a handkerchief but didn't find one. He looked for a tissue box or tissue paper but didn't see one. With no option around, he could only use his sleeves to wipe away her tears. He rolled down his sleeves and began to wipe her face.
"I am sorry. I don't have a tissue..." he apologized.
