When Ai Zhiyi suddenly burst into tears, Chu Weixu was both confused and shocked at the same time. Anyhow, such a change in mood naturally made Chu Weixu know directly that Ai Zhiyi had experienced a serious incident, so he asked sternly, "What's wrong? Tell me."
Sobbing, Ai Zhiyi slowly lifted his head, looking at Chu Weixu with tears filling his eyes.
Chu Weixu felt uneasy, then he wiped the tears on Ai Zhiyi's face. He asked again, "Say it, what's going on?"
Ai Zhiyi hadn't answered yet, but his eyes had already made it clear how serious his words were.
Meanwhile, Chu Weixu couldn't wait any longer. He finally urged impatiently, "Tell me what happened? Say it quickly!"
As if misfortune was decreed by a god that very day, Ai Zhiyi lowered his head helplessly. There were hard things he had to decide as if it was risking his life and death.
After much deliberation, Ai Zhiyi finally showed his face steadily.
