Tears trickled down An Xiulan's eyes as she listened to what he had to say. She knew something had happened or something was going to happen. That was why she had been so restless in the past couple of days. Today, she came running here so she could avoid whatever ill fate that was going to follow but it seemed she had failed. She failed to avoid the disaster and now what was she gonna do? Lu Xuan was saying that he was leaving. What did he mean by this? And who did he want to leave?
There was no control of her tears. They were falling–no dripping–down her face and he was gently wiping them. Instead of stopping, her waterworks intensified. She should stop crying and ask him questions but it seemed as if the words were stuck in her throat. Except for sobs nothing was coming out. She did not want to cry at all but she was unable to stop crying. She had never felt so miserable and helpless at the hands of her own emotions.
