Mu Yichen still tried to cradle her face, only when the two of them looked at each other could he be sure if he could comfort her.
Qin Mu, however, shook her head forcefully, then turned around when he was unprepared, using the blanket to cover her eyes.
Mu Yichen immediately followed her, embraced her from behind, propped up his upper body, reached for her hand, and finally turned her over to face him.
Of course, at this time, Qin Mu had already wiped her tears with the blanket, making herself look less disheveled.
"You're usually so quick-tempered, how come you cry just like that?"
"And what about you, didn't you say you wouldn't get angry with me because of other people?"
There's a slight tremble in Qin Mu's voice.
"It's all my fault, clearly promised things to you yet I failed to keep them."
He suddenly felt self-reproach, his guilty yet tender gaze meeting hers, gently wiping the tears at the corners of her eyes with his thumb.
