"This isn't something you have to learn. It's a basic human emotion." Luoer said.
"I don't understand..." Feng said, her gaze downcast, staring silently at the elderly man who already ceased to breathe.
"Try to imagine, what it might feel like if someone you're around all the time, one day leaves you forever. You can't see them anymore. How would that feel?" Luoer attempted to guide her emotions.
"But..." Feng began to speak but was overtaken by a fit of coughing. She felt something blocking up her heart, an overwhelming sadness surged, making it incredibly hard to breathe.
"It's like I'm hurt..." Feng clutched her chest, doubling over in pain.
"Perhaps crying could relieve you," Luoer said, as still as a statue.
"I don't need such emotion..." Feng's voice trembled as she began to cry uncontrollably, her tears fell onto the carpet.
Looking at her, Luoer couldn't help but glanced back at the deceased old man, realising why Feng seemed to act this way.
