Warm tears fell on the back of the man's hand holding chopsticks.
Muo Huangnian's movements paused slightly, and it took him a few seconds to realize they were tears. He looked down at the girl in his arms and only then noticed that at some point, her face was already covered with tears.
Clearly quiet, yet her eyes were already a chaotic mess.
His brow furrowed tightly as he quickly put down his chopsticks, lifting her face with his hand, "Why are you suddenly crying?"
"Nothing," Manman shook her head, wiping the continuously flowing tears with her hand. She was crying, but her voice was calm, "I thought of something sad. Don't mind me, just keep eating."
"You're crying, and you want me to eat?"
"Before when I cried, you would still eat," she laughed, making her tears flow even more fiercely, "Why can't you now? I'm still the same me, and you're still the same you."
Muo Huangnian's gaze was very intense, "Qin Manman."
