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Yi Ren walked back in front of Pei Ruochen and grabbed her sleeves, wiping her clean clothes with her snot and tears.

Pei Ruochen's hand hesitated for a moment, before gently resting on the top of her head.

"No more crying, and we're not going back either. Let's continue cooking." He coaxed Yi Ren softly. That kind of gentle tone almost melted his own heart.

Or, it had long since melted