It was simply as if, all of a sudden, Heaven collapsed and the earth cracked.
In the air that was almost frozen solid, everyone stared in horror, eyes wide, at that face traced by tears. Murky tears slid down his cheeks, drop by drop, falling into the empty bowl below.
Guo ShouQue shed tears.
Crying and mourning for the departure of happiness, howling in grief.
That happiness was far too cruel; it froze even the darkness and Disaster itself, made them shrink and wither in Sorrow.
In the dead silence, only the sound of breaking could be heard.
From his face, from within his shell… fissures spread slowly. Those closed wounds burst open again, like cracked pottery, pieces falling into the bottomless darkness inside.
He was collapsing.
After being shattered by this gentle happiness, the monster had nowhere left to hide, and fled into the darkness with a wail, dispersing along with it.
On that tear-streaked face, the cracks spread and turned to dust.
"Thank you, Miss Huaizhi."
