She thought that by walking and walking, she would eventually suppress the emotions in her heart.
But in the end, as she walked, she couldn't help but turn back and run to James Black, back into his arms, and held him tightly.
"You mustn't sacrifice yourself, you have to keep looking after me, and you have to be alright always."
Her voice was unspeakably sad, even a little aggrieved, "I don't want to see you cold and indifferent anymore, never again."
James Black was startled by Jane Sampson's tears; he had truly not expected this casual topic to make her cry.
"Still say you're not a crybaby?" James Black gently patted Jane Sampson's back with great helplessness, "No crying, when you cry, I don't know how to console you."
"Then don't make me cry." Jane Sampson sobbed pitifully.
James Black sighed softly.
What to do?
How to comfort her?
