C355 Hands clenched in the middle of the night

She couldn't believe her eyes.

Weren't men supposed to cry?

To tell the truth, even up to the age of twenty, she had never seen a man cry.

Was it her imagination?

How is that possible?

How could a man so strong and powerful cry over anything?

Tang Xiaoru doubtfully reached out her hand, not daring to touch his chin. When two hot tears unexpectedly fell onto her palm