Her body continued to tremble, her small face buried, brows knotted, "I'm sorry, Huai'an." Her heart ached. Such gentleness from Huai'an was too much for her to bear suddenly, when she herself was the one who had betrayed him, "Huai'an, I..."
As tears fell, her delicate lips quivered, and she found herself unable to continue. Huai'an's eyes, so sincere and affectionate, made her feel the enormity of her sins.
Huai'an lifted her face, not understanding, "Why say sorry? Is it because you hid your foot injury? Silly girl, why are you crying? I don't blame you, it's just that you don't take good care of yourself."
As he spoke, he tenderly kissed away her tears and held her tight, "Why have you been so tearful lately? You cry at the slightest thing. Don't cry, it hurts me to see you like this. Does your foot hurt that much?"
She buried her head in his chest, shaking her head, and hugged his waist tightly, crying silently.
