When Jiang Yanshen picked him up, he hugged Jiang Yanshen's shoulder with both hands, crying like an injured little beast. His saliva/ mucus, and tears mixed together and flowed onto Jiang Yanshen's shoulder.
For the first time, the mysophobic Jiang Yanshen didn't despise him or push him away. Instead, he hugged him and patted his back gently.
Lin Qingqian stood at the side and watched as Jiang Yunshen cried until he was about to faint. She did not say a word, nor was she angry that Jiang Yunshen had pushed her down.
On the contrary, her tensed heart relaxed.
At least from the looks of it, Jiang Yunshen did not blame Jiang Chongjing and Wu Suyun's deaths on Jiang Yanshen.
At the very least, they did not have to be like Jiang Chongyan and Jiang Chongjing back then, where brothers turned against each other and let the hatred of the previous generation continue.
