Her small mouth was tightly pursed, and then, large teardrops instantly burst out, streaking across her delicate cheeks.
"I just want you to come back with me," Beitang Yao said lowly, watching the tears fall.
"I don't want to feel heartbroken again, so please let me stay here calmly," Xia Qingqian took a deep breath, unsure of where she got the strength and courage.
Beitang Yao walked over and wiped the tears from her face, "Don't cry."
Xia Qingqian looked at his action of wiping her tears with tear-filled eyes, somewhat dazed, wondering why she couldn't bring herself to hate this man when he did such a thing for her.
"This is for you." He lifted her hand and slipped a silver bracelet onto her wrist.
Xia Qingqian was startled and hurriedly reached out to take it off; things he bought were always very valuable, and given her current situation, how could she accept it?
