Weining sighed and gently consoled him, "Who was it that said a real man bleeds without weeping, holding back his tears no matter how much pain he suffered as a child? Why is it that now that you've grown up, you're as prone to crying as San'er?"
Hearing this, Yang Jian couldn't help curving his lips into a smile and remained silent, but his tears gradually stopped flowing.
His complexion had already returned to normal, and a spark of radiance had reappeared in his eyes. Weining secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Chapter 77