Xiang Yang's grievance, fear, and regret all turned into tears that flowed out, wetting the front of Shi Ke's clothes. Remembering that this was his military uniform, she quickly lifted her head from his chest. Then, she felt extremely aggrieved and reached out to hit Shi Ke's shoulder twice, bawling as she did so.
Shi Ke pressed her head back against his chest so she could cry into it. He'd never seen her so hurt before, and his heart ached. He bent down, pulled her into his embrace, and pressed his face against her forehead. "There, there, don't cry. Let's go home. My comrades are outside, waiting to meet you. It would be a little embarrassing for them to see you crying."
