Chu Mo sighed softly in his heart, gently patted Fang Lan's back, and said, "I understand. I understand how you feel because once... I felt it too. Watching the person you like die before your eyes, that feeling... those who haven't experienced it will never understand."
"Master, you've gone through this too?" Fang Lan lifted her head from Chu Mo's embrace, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at him, "Could you tell me about it?"
"What's there to say about such things?" Chu Mo shook his head with a wry smile and then said to Fang Lan, "Don't continue grieving so. I fear that in all these days I've been away, you've spent them all washing your face with tears, haven't you?"
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Fang Lan wiped the corner of her eyes and said softly, "Master, I never understood what it was to like someone before. Now... I finally do. So this... is the heart-wrenching pain of losing the person you like."
Chu Mo sighed silently.
