Returning to her seat.
Ye Zhichen took two tissues to wipe her face and hands, throwing them into the trash can, then let out a bitter laugh.
"Xiao Ran, I don't want to be sad..."
As she spoke, her eyes became slightly red, and her voice gradually choked up.
"I really don't want to, I originally thought that instead of being weakly sad, it would be better to have a good cry, but..."
She pointed to her chest, "Here... it won't listen."
Tears flowed out unexpectedly, sliding down the corner of one eye, falling onto the table, and splashing a tiny droplet.
Ye Zhichen hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands, her shoulders trembling slightly.
Su Ran also had red-rimmed eyes, how could the heart be controlled just by saying it?
She stepped forward to hug Ye Zhichen, gently patting her back, not daring to reveal her own emotions.
Zhichen only has her now, if she shows even a little bit of her own emotions, Zhichen would collapse too.
