But Bai Ying keeps crying, his body trembling hard. All the pain in his chest, that he was trying to hold finally let out. All was too much for him. Losing his grandfather whom he just knew, had time to see and touch his mother's hand, and saw the smile on his father's round-a-meat bun cheek. The cynical view of his old mother and older sister towards him, which he knew, although they were both cynical towards him they loved him very much. All the pain that kept piercing his chest and its so hurt made him finally cry.
Luo Xiang understood that, he just let the child cry while trying to comfort him.
"Heh, sweet child, cry as much as you want, just let it out, my poor Ying Ying"
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The night is getting deeper.