Shy

"What did you do to him?" Lei Zhao said as he looked at the grown up man crying like a child. 

He seems to be in immense pain and loss in his world. Yan Mei turned to look at Lei Zhao and shrugged.

"Nothing, I just let him taste how it feels to hold your loved one cold and lifeless body in your hands.

Lei Zhao scrunched his face in confusion. The man's cries and wails were just heartbreaking.

He was sitting on the floor as his tears raced down his cheeks. Based on the incoherent words he was saying, Lei Zhao knew he was crying for his daughter.

"He is just hallucinating. He would be fine."

Yan Mei said when he saw the confused frown on his face.

"Okay. Based on his words, it seems someone is behind all of this."

Yan Mei nodded, "Yes. Please be careful from nowards. I can afford to lose you again."

Yan Mei said softly. Lei Zhao's lips stretched into a helpless smile and nodded.

"Alright. I will."