All of the emotions he had painstakingly shoved into the corner of his heart came bursting out with the might of a deathly tsunami, choking his throat with intense suffocation. His eyes blurred, and fat droplets of tears finally fell from his eyes to her skin. His broad shoulders were wrecked in small tremors.
Su Xieren never cried. Not when the news of Zhao Xinya's death reached him, not when he went to Yixing Mountain and found the last things Zhao Xinya left him, not when he belatedly discovered everything she had been hiding from him, not even back then… when he heard from Captain Li Zhi how Li Mingzhao would most likely spend the rest of his life in prison. He had never cried… until now.
"Xinya, I…" he tried to speak only to choke on his tears. He swallowed hard once, twice, trying to squeeze out his voice through the badly constricted throat. "I'm sorry…"
