His face was full of anxiety as he sat down beside her and asked with concern, " "What's wrong with you? Why is Yingluo crying here?"
wuu ... Tian Yuan twisted his shoulder and cried on his shoulder.
Si Chen gasped-damn, Tian Yuan was so strong! No, this seemed to be a grappling hand. Could she have practiced it before?
waa ... Tian Yuan cried out with all her might.
Si Chen didn't feel the pain in his shoulder anymore. He asked with heartache, " "Did Lin weiqin bully you?"
"Don't you mention him to me!" Tian Yuan roared.
Si Chen paused and raised his hand. He held the back of her neck and pressed her against his body. He said softly, " "Alright, Yingluo, you can cry then. I'll accompany you."
Tian Yuan stopped crying and leaned on his shoulder, looking at the floor tiles in front of her with teary eyes.
The shadows of people flitted across the floor tiles, and many of them were in pairs.
"Yuanyuan." Lin weiqin's voice was heard.
