Zhong Xing loved Gu Jiajia to his very core.
Seeing her in tears was like having a thousand arrows pierce his heart.
At the same time, he was flustered and at a loss: "Jiajia, don't... don't cry... I told you, I will never despise you!"
"Let her cry." Tang Huai looked at Zhong Xing and said, "At this moment, it's better for her to cry it out."
"But I... I..."
"I know you can't stand to see Jiajia cry. Let me stay with her; you should go outside."
"No!"
"Please, both of you, just leave." Gu Jiajia choked through her sobs.
"Jiajia...?" Zhong Xing looked at her with heartache.
Gu Jiajia looked at Zhong Xing and softly said, "I want to be alone for a while. You staying here won't help me."
Tang Huai stood up and said to Zhong Xing, "Let's give her some space. Right now, she needs time, not our consolation."
Only time can fade a person's memory; only time can dull the pain.
