The silver-gray-haired boy began to panic when the ten-year-old little girl in front of him started crying, shedding unending tears. Her eyes were already red and swollen from crying too much.
"I'm sorry. Stop crying already. I'm not mad at you. I'm not scolding you as well. I'm just concerned about you, that's why I had spoken those words. Shhh..." the boy started consoling her by explaining his action towards her.
But the girl just continued weeping and shedding tears before him. On impulse, the boy pulled her into a hug and started stroking her hair. "Alright, go and cry all you want. I won't stop you."
He didn't know how he would comfort her anymore. He just let her cry in his arms. Little did he know, that simple embrace was already enough to comfort her. That's what all she needed at that moment… a shoulder to lean on.
