Shen Chun looked at Xi Yan, her face awash with tears, her eyes filled with sorrow, and felt a twinge in his heart. Although he was a rough man, he couldn't bear to see girls cry, leaving him unsure how to face and comfort her. He reached out, gently pulled Xi Yan into his arms, and let her lean on his shoulder. "My shoulder is here for you to lean on," he said.
Xi Yan was held gently in Shen Chun's embrace. She closed her eyes tightly, allowing her tears to trickle down her nose and stain his jacket with dark, wet patches. She bit her lip, not letting herself cry out, just silently shedding tears. After some time, Xi Yan's emotions seemed to stabilize a bit.
