Zhou Chengchen slowly lifted her head and saw that Xi Siyan had already crouched down in front of her. He was wearing only his school uniform, while the clothing carrying his warmth and scent was wrapped around her.
The tears that had stubbornly refused to fall earlier were now unstoppable.
With a loud "wah," Zhou Chengchen burst into tears, her head resting against Xi Siyan's chest, tears streaming down like broken pearls.
She didn't like crying; she never liked it since she was little.
At home, she was the little princess adored by everyone, and no one would bully her. Even if she occasionally did something wrong and was punished by her mother, she wouldn't cry. If she realized she was at fault, she would admit it herself. If she was misunderstood, she would argue her case.
Outside, she was the formidable Brother Chen, and no one dared to bully her. Even if someone did, she could swiftly and decisively fight back.
