Shi Che felt Ling Chuxia's tears, his dark eyes suddenly shook, and he unconsciously looked at her. Her eyes were filled with tears, eyes revealing worry, those scorching tears hitting his chest, yet it seemed as though they struck directly into his heart.
Was she crying for him?
Could she also be worried for him, cry for him?
Shi Che's dark eyes firmly watched Ling Chuxia, feeling as if something was gently touching his heart, turning it into a soft mass, warmth inevitably rising in his eyes, and in a low voice, he began, "I really am fine, don't cry."
Ling Chuxia looked at him with tearful eyes, her nose aching and her throat choked up as if blocked by something, unable to speak a word.
Despite the noise around them, it seemed as if they were isolated from their surroundings, in this little world, only the two of them existed.
