C507 A Silent Angel

I got in the car, took out a tissue, wiped her tears, cried like a poor kitten, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts. When he saw it, his heart ached.

He sighed lightly and stroked her cheeks with both hands: "Don't cry, alright. Yang likes you the most. She won't want to see you cry all the time. Let's go to the hospital to see her."

"Okay." She nodded