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Chapter 51

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This is not the first time Mingzhu saw her crying.

In Bishui Town, the night when they were in the same room, the drunk girl once cried so fragile and helpless in front of her.

Except for a subtle empathy that time, Mingzhu didn't actually feel much. At this moment, she hadn't shed tears, and Ming Zhu's heart started to ache.

Mingzhu didn't know what to do, and was afraid of breaking her. He held her face preciously, kissed her eyelids gently, and coaxed her unskillfully: "Jingjing, don't cry. ."

And these four gentlest words, like the last straw that crushed a camel, gently smashed a hole in the defensive heart.

Those disguised strengths turned into a thin sheet of paper, a hand called distressed pierced it, cautiously poked in, and touched a trembling heart that needed care.

Embarrassment, embarrassment, image, these are all left behind. The alcohol paralyzed her nerves, and Yu Jing let herself be temporarily fragile, and under her light kiss, her trembling eyelids closed tightly.

"Fuck-", Dou Da's two drops of tears overflowed his eyes, and followed the white face and smacked heavily on the back of his hand.

Ming Zhu was so overwhelmed by the hot temperature that he was at a loss for what to do.

Did you say something wrong?

Why didn't you coax people, but made them cry?

"Jing Jing..." At first, Ming Zhu was confused by her tears. Before she realized what was going on, she was confused by Xiangruan who proactively threw herself into her arms.

Yu Jing suddenly bumped into her and hugged her.

The half-squatting posture caused the bottom plate to be unstable, and Mingzhu was caught off guard from being knocked down by her. When she fell to the ground, she hugged her with eyesight and hands quickly, allowing her to lean on her.

"Did you fall somewhere?" Mingzhu asked anxiously.

"Wow--" The girl's white hands held her skirt tightly, and her long suppressed cry blew in her ears.

"..."

Tears dripped, and his shoulders were quickly wetted. Ming Zhu's heart was severely pulled, and his body froze and did not dare to move.

Is it better to cry than not to cry?

Mingzhu slowly realized that she might just want to vent, and the comforting words that had been brewing choked in her throat.

Cry as much as you want, I'll be with you.

Ming Zhu raised her head, and silently tightened the hand on her waist, as her mother did to herself when she was a child, with the other hand through her soft hair, stroking her back.

Without asking her why she was crying, Mingzhu turned herself into a silent catharsis tool, listening to her cries, and accompany her to pain and bear it together.

"Wow—" Yu Jing howled, crying so much that she had lost her self.

She buried her face deeply in the candle's hair, closed her eyes, and some chaotic pictures flashed through her mind:

She "saw" the weak and thin herself being held in Zhou Yuying's arms, and the cowardly woman used her loudest voice to assure her that she was ashamed: "Baby, I'm sorry, mom knows it's wrong, mom will be strong in the future, from now on , Our mothers depend on each other and live a good life, mother will always love you."