A hard truth or a beautiful lie?

Jia froze. She stood unmoved for two long seconds after which she quickly wiped off the tear off her eyelash.

Mingshen leaned back with a playful smile. "Seeing yourself in the kid again?"

"I am not."

"You don't have to feel so reserved. My arms are always open to embrace you, my dear. Let me give you a tight hug and kiss those sneaky culprits away~ You are free to go down the memory lane too if you wish. I am here to console you~"

Jia gave him a dry look. "Is your consolation method perhaps taking the heart out of my chest?"

He gasped. "Are you a mind reader? See, that's why I love you so much, Spicy. You know exactly what I am thinking. You don't need to take the trouble of crying anymore if you don't have a heart~ Heart is the root cause of all pesky emotions."

"I don't need to take the trouble of breathing anymore, either."

He sheepishly grinned. "Well, that's just a teensy tiny side effect. No biggie."