Xu Jiamu felt a dull pain creep into his heart. His footsteps gradually stopped for a moment, then slowly he walked in front of Song Xiangsi.
When she heard something, she lifted her head to reveal her puzzled, and swollen from crying, eyes. She wondered how Xu Jiamu could of possibly found her.
He didn't say a word, but reached his arm out and grabbed her hand. He dragged her hard up from the ground and into his arm, and embraced her deeply, whispering, "Go on, cry."
As he said this, he hugged her tighter. "If you want to cry in my arms, I'm here for you."
Song Xiangsi had been crying on her own for two hours. Her tears were long dried out, but after she heard Xu Jiamu's words whilst in his arms, the rims of her eyes grew wet again. Her tears fell like strings of pearls, and never stopped like an ever-flowing river. In the end, she finally cried out loud.
