The more she cried, the more panicked Christopher became.
"What's up? You don't like it?"
Janice would not tell him the reason why she cried, she just shook her head, wiped her tears, and continued to eat.
Anyway, it was the last meal. She wouldn't be able to eat it anymore after today.
However, the more she ate, the more tears fell.
Gradually, she couldn't control herself and burst into tears.
Her tears made Christopher's heart tighten. He walked over, hugged her in his arms, and gently patted her back to comfort her.
Janice did not struggle, just rubbed tears and snot against his clothes. His snow-white shirt was instantly wet.
Christopher just let her rub.
After Janice stopped crying, she realized that Christopher's shirt that had been stained by her. She sniffed, "Sorry, take off your clothes. I'll wash it."
Glancing at the soaked shirt, he said, "No, I can handle it myself."
