Weisheng knocked at the door, "Can I come?" He asked in a gentle and quiet voice.
The residence was so empty that each word echoed. He kept his voice calm and quiet as he patiently waited for her reply. On the other side of the door, Xiaoling was still trying her best to cry when she heard Weisheng asking to come inside.
She had asked to be left alone, but seeing how she couldn't cry, she just stood up and lifelessly opened the door.
Weisheng slowly walked inside, seeing her expressionless face as he closed the door behind him. She stood still, unable to look at him or say a word. Although Weisheng was itching to provide her with a solution, he chose to listen to the Arbiter.
Without saying a word, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his body. Her arms lying flat by her thighs struggled to move and reciprocate the embrace. Instead, she felt her eyes watering.
