He hadn't even finished speaking before Bai Qingzhu cried even harder.
"Qingzhu, what exactly will it take for you to stop crying?"
She didn't know. The anguish that had been building up inside her for so long seemed to have found release in this moment.
It wasn't just this one time either—there was so much from before, too much.
Xiao Lijin could feel it. As a woman, Bai Qingzhu had been incredibly strong, but in the end, she was a woman, and what she needed most was a hug, some comfort.
"Qingzhu, don't be sad. I'm here, no matter what. Even if the sky falls down, I'll be here to hold it up for you."
Bai Qingzhu didn't want to think about anything; she just wanted to cry her heart out for once.
Time passed, and eventually, she felt a little better, but she was exhausted and longed for a good rest.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Lijin said, "If you don't want to go through any more tonight, we can just stay here. Miaomiao has Auntie Zhang and the others, so she should be fine."
