116 The guilt of. . .

He closed his eyes hoping it stops the tears from running down but that did not work as tears ran escaped his closed eyes. When he arrived him the mansion and walked into the house, the sight of a worried Lu Mingyu with his phone against his ears made him stop on his track.

The man looked at him and returned his phone to his pocket. The man walked to him and less than a foot away from him, he stopped cautiously. It seemed someone successfully opened the floodgates of the tears he tried so hard to stop before stepping down from the car.

"Could you please hug me?" YanJun asked the only person he could trust at the moment as he looked at the man.

He did not even bother to stop the tears anymore or mop his tear-stained face as the man walked to him and pulled him into a warm embrace that smelt divine. It was a scent just one person in the world had and it was the only scent that could have much effect on him as he began sobbing in the man's arms.