Shen Zhijin.
As he held the little girl in his arms, his movements were awkward and clumsy, but there was a rare tenderness and patience in his eyes.
He tried to coax the little girl as he held her in his arms. When she looked up and saw the unfamiliar but beautiful face, she seemed to be stunned for a moment. She forgot to cry, merely staring at him with red eyes. There was a trace of confusion and curiosity in her eyes.
The remaining tears left on her eyelashes were like sparkling crystals, which made her look pitiful but adorable.
Shen Zhijin felt a pain in his heart at being the focus of such a gaze. He coaxed her even more gently and caressed her back.
Generally, he never spoke much, and at this moment, he was even more at a loss. After tossing and turning over the thoughts in his mind, all he could think to say was, "Be good, don't cry anymore..."
