Lu Zhaozhao struggled to suppress the urge to cry, but the tears were completely uncontrollable.
She hiccupped and nodded, the effort she put into holding back her tears only made Song Sinian feel worse.
He let out a soft sigh and pulled her back into his embrace, gently patting her back, "If you want to cry, cry it out. I'm here with you, and I'm not going anywhere."
Hearing Song Sinian's words, Lu Zhaozhao could no longer contain her emotions and burst into loud crying.
It was as if she were venting all the grievances of her previous life, crying until the world went dark.
If Lu Zhaozhao hadn't eventually fallen asleep in his arms, crying, Song Sinian would have genuinely worried that she would become dehydrated from all the tears.
Watching the person in his arms who had fully succumbed to sleep, still occasionally furrowing her brow, Song Sinian's heart sank.