A tear fell down Shao Lin's face.
Long Yat-sen reached out to her, stroking a thumb across her cheek, wiping away her tears.
"Why do you weep?" he asked gently.
Shao Lin could not help but feel the sob come even harder, but she pursed her lips tightly to stop the waterworks. "Because she's your sister."
He arched a brow. "And do you see her as family?"
"Yes," she answered.
Long Yat-sen felt like kissing her. "The fact that you grieve her warms my heart. You have to know."
Shao Lin rubbed her eyes, beginning to collect herself. "What happened to her?" she asked, hoping he'd answer, hoping he trusted her enough to explain.