Xiao Jing did not expect Xie Jing to cry with just one sentence. He said in a panic, "Don't cry. I didn't do anything."
However, Xiao Ya could tell why Xie Jing was crying. However, as Yunbao, she could not go forward to comfort her son. She could only look at him with heartache.
Xiao Jing really had no choice but to hug Xie Jing and comfort him in the way he comforted Yunbao. He kept rubbing his back and said, "Don't cry, don't cry."
Xie Jing's tears increased and slowly began to turn into tears. Although he usually looked very steady, he was only a teenager after all. Moreover, he had lost his mother and father's love.
He was still the happiest child before his mother passed away, but now his happy life was like a dream. The house was as cold as an icehouse.
