She turned her face away, "I'm not crying!"
Mo Nanjue lifted his finger stained with tears and wiped it on her lips, "Then what is this? Could it be..."
Tong Ran could almost guess the inappropriate words he would say and hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth.
"Alright, let's go," Mo Nanjue smiled at the corner of his mouth, holding her small hand, "Do you want me to starve?"
Tong Ran choked up, "But..."
"There's no 'but', it's gone when it's gone, will crying bring it back?"
Tong Ran lowered her little face.
Mo Nanjue pinched her chin with one hand, lowered his head, his dark eyes capturing her gaze.
Tong Ran's eyes darted, "What are you doing?"
The man didn't speak, just stared at her.
People came and went on Night Snack Street, and everyone passing by would glance at them, Tong Ran slapped his hand away, "Stop..."
