The room was silent, and the air seemed to be filled with sadness.
He Yi wept silently, her weak shoulders shaking as if there was an invisible whip whipping her. At this moment, only she knew what kind of suffering she was enduring in her heart.
She couldn't take it anymore, so she finally poured it out to someone. However, she didn't think that this person would be Yi Liangze.
At the most uncertain and lost moment, she was also at the weakest moment of her inner fortress defense. Yi Liangze's companionship and care were undoubtedly a sharp blade that broke through her hard outer shell. He peeled away the hardness and indifference of her disguise, revealing her true self.
He Yi didn't hear Yi Liangze's consolation. But when she raised her tears, she saw the tissue he handed her.
"Thank you." He Yi took the tissue and gently teared up. Then, a stubborn smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
