A perfectly good full moon celebration, just like that, ruined.
Song Lili hadn't even changed out of her banquet dress when she held the little troublemaker, gently warming her body with a hot pack.
Urged by Wen Nian, Wen Xun knocked on the door and entered.
He glanced at Song Lili in the room and, with eyes cast down, turned to close the door.
"Come here, Xiao Xun."
Song Lili waved to Wen Xun.
Wen Xun approached Song Lili, still with his eyes lowered, "Sister, I'm sorry..."
His words came out choked with restrained sobs.
Seeing his eyes red and swollen, Song Lili couldn't tell how long he had been crying outside the door.
She freed one hand to place it on Wen Xun's shoulder and then pulled him into her embrace, holding him,
"It's all okay, isn't it? Why cry? 'A man does not easily shed tears,' remember that."
"A man does not easily shed tears... sob... but grief hasn't reached my heart yet!"
Suddenly, Wen Xun broke down, wrapping his arms tightly around Song Lili,
