Listening to his voice, Tianxin suddenly felt as if the ice and snow in her heart were gently melting. All her grievances exploded at once, shattering like shards of ice. Stammering, she said to Chen Yiran, "You... You always tell me to be obedient and not to cry... But it's so humiliating."
"Okay, okay, Do you want to cry a bit more?" Chen Yiran looked at her helplessly, his eyes full of indulgence about to spill over.
"Why should I cry if you ask me to?!" Tianxin wiped the tears rolling down her cheek and pouted at him.
Chen Yiran could not help but pull her closer, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and drawing her body into his embrace. He softly stroked her back, trying to soothe her.
Tianxin's mind felt like it had exploded with a loud bang.
Beyond that, she couldn't think about anything else.
