Bing-Er was apparently scared. She looked at Ye Xiao, like a panicking deer. In her pretty eyes, there were tears of helplessness and desperation.
Her pale little hands grabbed her disordered clothes while staring at Ye Xiao with tears in her eyes. Her lips were twitching. She was trying not to cry out.
The girl was exactly like an abandoned child, whose heart was filled with sorrow and helplessness.
Ye Xiao sat on the bed with a face of regret. He reached out his hands and held Bing-Er’s shaking body in arms. He spoke softly, "Bing-Er, I am sorry. I just thought of some unhappy past. It was not on you."
Bing-Er was still shaking even though Ye Xiao had explained. As she kept feeling the warmth from his body, she calmed down. Gradually, she stopped shaking, but at the end, she was weeping in his arms.