Chapter 64 Women's Medal

I'm afraid of men crying. He cries, and I cry too. As long as he shed a tear, my tears will come pouring out. If he cries, I'll feel like I'm useless, I can't help anything. He just cries and won't say anything, and I'll be scared that he's going to leave me. When he cries, I will feel heartbroken, and I would rather be the one who cries. When I love him, every tear of his touches my heart. When I don't love him, his tears make me feel guilty. When he cries and says, "Don't leave me." How can I say, "I don't love you anymore."

He cried too late, but I still relented. He confessed with tears, and I will doubt my choice again, even though I was so determined. He cries and I feel like a cruel executioner. He cries and I feel like I've ruined a man.Why did I make a good man like this?Are people not like people, and ghosts like ghosts? But it's better for him to cry than for me to cry.When a woman wants to leave, a man's tears are just a medal he gave her.She will never forget that in her life, a man once cried for her. As for the man I love, it breaks my heart when he cries.I don't want any medals.