Tears fell from Jia Qiulian's eyes. She didn't have time to wipe them before Han Cihui wiped them for her.
"Lianlian, don't cry. I don't mean to put you under pressure. I really don't. If you don't want to, I can wait. Please don't cry. Your crying hurts my heart."
Jia Qiulian shook her head and pushed Han Cihui's hand away. She looked at Han Cihui with tears in her eyes. "You're really... so willing to marry me? I... I don't have anything right now..."
"It's because you have nothing!" Han Cihui interrupted her. "That's why I want to give you everything I have."
"Wuwuwu..."
Jia Qiulian could no longer hold it and cried from the bottom of her heart.
Han Cihui pulled her into his arms in panic. Seeing the girl crying sadly, he hit his own head in frustration. "Aiya, I was really wrong! I shouldn't have forced you like this. I'm sorry. Lianlian, I won't say anything more. Don't cry, okay? This is all my fault!"
