390, shedding tears, heart-worn

Shi Yuhuan pulled the door shut, before it had closed entirely, he heard a sobbing from inside the room. It wasn't a gentle weeping or a low whimper, nor was it intermittent crying, but a heart-wrenching sobbing.

In his memory, it seemed only when he was very young, had he heard Shi Annuo cry in this way.

It seemed only a child would cry with such heartbreaking sobs, venting their dissatisfaction with the world.

She was always composed, how much pain must she be in to let out such mournful cries?

Shi Yuhuan's handsome face was pale from cold, a surge of warmth overflowed in his chest, exploded, and slowly flowed.

Somehow, his eyes were becoming slightly moist and sore.

So was his heart, as if someone was whipping it, each lash brought pain that was nearly suffocating.

Shi Yuhuan remained standing, not fully closing the door, not stepping away, yet, he also did not turn back.