Shuang Yun gripped the wolf fang necklace tightly, his eyes turning slightly red.
He suddenly stood up and walked out of the house in silence.
Lin Huanhuan quickly got up and chased after him. When she found Shuang Yun, she saw him squatting at the entrance of the cave and looking out.
She saw his spine quiver and his shoulders rise and fall.
Lin Huanhuan couldn't help but stop in her tracks. She stood where she was and looked at his back silently.
As proud as Shuang Yun was, he probably didn't want anyone to see him weak.
She waited for a long time until Shuang Yun's back stopped trembling. Then, she walked over and sat down beside him.
Shuang Yun's expression had returned to normal. If not for the redness at the corners of his eyes revealing the traces of his crying, Lin Huanhuan might have just thought he was sitting here and admiring the snow.
