"Yes. Are you folks in some kind of trouble? If you need our help, just speak up. We will definitely help," Qin Jian was the first to speak.
"This…" Lin Sheng looked into Qin Jian's eyes, steadfast and profound, like the myriad stars in the heavens, and he felt an inexplicable trust and fondness for Qin Jian.
"It's okay. Just say it, I'll keep your secret," Qin Jian encouraged him to speak out.
Seeing him hesitate, Qin Jian knew he must have something to say but was unable to speak.
Lin Sheng was moved and wanted to voice the troubles buried deep in his heart, but he dared not. Ultimately, he shook his head and said, "Brother Qin, I'd rather not say. Maybe I'll tell you some other day when I feel like it."
