The calmer she was, the more frightened Su Wan became.
After returning home, she double-locked the door, held her face, and said urgently, "Sisi, now that we're home and no one else is around, if you're sad, just cry it out. Crying will make you feel better. Keeping it all inside will suffocate you."
Jian Si looked at her with lifeless eyes, "Cry? Why should I cry?"
She was indeed in immense pain.
The pain was so severe that she even thought of death as a release.
Her sorrow had reached such an extreme that she could no longer cry.
It felt as if her soul had been sucked out, leaving her without any senses.
Su Wan's eyes were already red, but while Jian Si didn't cry, she began to sob first.
"Sisi, don't scare me. What's wrong with you? Wuu wuu… I know today has been a huge blow to you, but we can't just torture ourselves! What are men worth? If they're gone, they're gone. We women can live well on our own!"