At this point, Luo'er suddenly stopped speaking, bringing the story to a halt. Tangmo looked at him tenderly and said, "Luo'er, let's leave it at that. We don't want to know what happened next."
"I…" As Luo'er was about to speak, a sudden discomfort overcame his throat, an inexplicable impulse surged, making him want to break into tears.
Seeing his distress, Cheng Ziang sighed softly, then spoke, "Keep on telling it, I want to know what happened next!"
"Ziang!" Tangmo turned her head and glared at him disapprovingly.
Cheng Ziang rested his chin in his hand, looking at her indifferently, "Some things need to be shared to feel better. This story has been bottled up in his mind for decades, talking about it might bring some relief!"
"Thank you!" Luo'er bowed his head, expressing his sincere gratitude.
