8 When She Wakes Up 3 (1/2)

But that wasn't all that happened three years ago. Another incident happened after that but Jun Ting doesn't want to think about it.

He left his son's shoulder and patted his head. Tears were still streaming down his face. He couldn't bear the thought of waking up and his son was not there anymore. For some reason he cried even harder. The frustration he built up in all the years finally flowed out and he was glad.

This was the third emotion he felt. It was sadness.

He held on to Jun Ming. He was the most important person in his life. He would never let this drag out. Then he felt a small hand wiping his tears away. Immediately, he raised his head up and saw Jun Ming's smiling face. Trying to comfort him. He felt a pang hit his heart and then he sniffed those tears away.

He then steeled his nerves again and stared at Jun Ying. Jun Ying's gaze wandered anywhere, hoping it would distract himself. But Jun Ting's silent sniffs and cries were just a mere moment or rarity that he couldn't help but look.

But he regretted he looked. When he looked at his brother, he felt his own heart wretch in pain.

He then quickly looked away. He tried to distract himself by counting sheep. But each time his brother's sift sniffling woukd make him lose count and lose focus.

When the sniffling stopped he looked over again and net with his eyes. They were like a vortex sucking you in without even you knowing. He then looked around. Pretending he did not see anything.

Then he heard his brother's voice.

”Send guards. Move tonight.”

Jun Ying immediately went out and made a call, saying to bring 10 guards over and saying ro mobilize so that they move tonight.