It took Yang Xiuying more than twenty minutes to stop sobbing. She raised her head, wiped the tears off her cheeks, and then looked at me embarrassingly, and said so.

I helped her stand up, but because she squatted on the ground for so long, motionless, feet numb, just ready to get up, both feet lost strength, fell backwards, Yang Xiuying wanted to pull me, but she did not have much strength, did not pull me, but pressed down on me.

She exclaimed, and then the whole body was completely pressed on me. I could clearly feel the softness of her delicate body, especially in front of my chest. Softness...