Her face was pale white and her body was trembling, probably because he had just frightened her. With her lowered, wet eyelashes, she looked so pitiful. She must've just been crying.
A sharp pain crept into He Jichen's heart like it had been struck hard by something.
He instinctively wanted to apologize to her, but after a few attempts, the words wouldn't come out.
Maybe it was because she'd just cried, but she hiccuped. A few stray tears seeped from her eyes and caught onto her eyelashes. The build-up of water formed a large teardrop that crashed to the ground.
He Jichen's beating heart felt like it completely shattered as those tears crushed his heart. He gulped. Then, he bent over to pick up his clothes, swiftly threw them on, and walked over to her.
Before he could even take two steps forward, a flash of defensiveness came across her teary eyes as she watched him draw closer.
