SHEN JI YUN who was observing all these from above – he was sitting on one of the ceiling bars – almost leaped down. It was only his extreme self-control that prevented him from doing so. Looking at Luo Yan's reddish eyes, those tears trailing down his white cheeks, his whole body trembling as if a weak wind could topple him over, it could arouse pity from anyone who saw him.
And Shen Ji Yun was not just anyone. So it was even harder for him to see this. It's like every drop of tears that fell from Luo Yan's eyes was a knife stab to his heart. He never minded pain. Even if he became bruised and battered, he probably wouldn't react that much. But seeing the rabbit like this, as if he was being persecuted by the world, was something he almost couldn't handle. And to think it was just all an act.
He wondered how he would react if he'd seen Luo Yan's real tears. Would he simply just lose it by then?
