"Ahai, I just saw Asheng crying in the room. He never cries."
Since childhood, Asheng's health has been poor. Getting injections and taking medicine were like daily routines, yet he never cried. Even when subjected to family punishment, nearly losing half his life, he didn't shed a tear.
But just now, when she went to help pack his luggage, she stood at the door and saw him crying in the room.
However, she couldn't do anything to help.
"I know." Jiang Hai gently patted her back, soothing her in a warm voice, "We'll visit him on the island in a while, Veya. If I could, I wouldn't choose such a cruel method, but we have no other choice right now."
"As long as Asheng is okay, let's consider this as being selfish this time."
Veya sobbed softly, then nodded almost imperceptibly.
...
"Chu Chen doesn't know the situation either. What's so urgent at the headquarters that he has to rush me back now?"
