Beiming Qinghan remembered that the last time she had seen Lin weiyue cry was the day ye xueluo had left.
What was she crying about this time?
For some reason, beiming Qinghan felt helpless when she saw Lin weiyue cry. She did not know what to do to stop her from crying.
Beiming Qinghan also realized that he couldn't remain indifferent when he saw Lin weiyue crying.
Beiming Qinghan did not seem to have much experience in coaxing girls.
He reached out his slender hand and gently wiped Lin weiyue's tears away."Don't cry ..."
When beiming Qinghan was wiping Lin weiyue's tears, Lin weiyue grabbed her hand and wiped her tears like a rag.
"Oh, you haven't said anything yet. Don't leave, you're not allowed to leave...You're not allowed to leave ..."
Beiming Qinghan's throat rolled."Alright, I won't leave."
He didn't know why he agreed to her request.
He felt that Lin weiyue was as fragile as a little girl and needed to be coaxed.
