"Later, you said you went to the hospital to check your cough, and then suddenly had the idea to sing us a song."
"Your songs made me feel the beauty and warmth of this world, illuminated my life, and cured my depression."
As for what happened next, Wen He already knew without Cheng Yudie having to say anything.
He never expected that Cheng Yudie would have such an experience.
Wen He understood, of course, how heartbroken and helpless she must feel when her biological parents used her as a tool for profit.
How ridiculous the idea of blood ties is!
Feeling the same way, Wen He went up and gently hugged Cheng Yudie.
"Don't be sad, there are many people who love you," he comforted gently.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yudie's heart trembled. She buried her head, hugged Wen He tightly, and sobbed softly.
“Clearly…clearly you’re in a worse situation than me…how come you’re comforting me instead…” Cheng Yudie choked out.
“There is no distinction between high and low misery, no one is more miserable than anyone else, we are all the same.” Wen He gently stroked her hair, her eyes full of heartache.
It wasn't that Wen He suddenly became enlightened, nor that Cheng Yudie cured his inferiority complex with just a few words.
However, compared to his inferiority complex, his kindness was clearly more prominent.
Wen He knew very well what Cheng Yudie needed.
She needs a warm hug; it would make her feel much better.
And Wen He could just give her a hug.
That's all.
"Tomorrow is my birthday, can you spend it with me?" Cheng Yudie looked up at him with her big, watery eyes.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
