Hong Xiangjun burst into tears without warning, leaving Dong Huiying somewhat at a loss. "What, what happened...?" she gently embraced Hong Xiangjun's shoulders, her hands busily soothing her back, while her mind raced.
Brother, Brother Wenbin? She had not been aware before that Hong Xiangjun had a brother.
The sorrow and rage in her heart surged like a flood, and Hong Xiangjun cried uncontrollably. After a long while, she blew her nose, slightly embarrassed and somewhat apologetic, "Sister, I'm sorry you had to see that."
"No, it's you, are you okay?" She was genuinely a bit frightened by Hong Xiangjun's crying, This person... cries too much. She glanced at her own little sleeve, which had nearly soaked through because she had been wiping Hong Xiangjun's tears.
