Xu Yi froze for a moment, then hurriedly rose to meet her and asked with concern, "Teresa, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
Teresa raised her head. Tears shimmered in her large eyes and had already seeped from their corners, but she stubbornly held herself back from crying.
Seeing her like this, Xu Yi felt puzzled.
More than three years had passed since he had happened to rescue Teresa in Bunta City. Over those years, he had come to know that this pretty, delicate-looking young woman was actually remarkably strong inside. She never showed her vulnerability in front of others. For her to suddenly look like this, something must have happened that had caused her profound grief.
At that thought, Xu Yi softened his voice and gently continued, "Teresa, if you're having trouble, just tell me. You've been here for more than three years, and I've long considered you family. There's nothing you can't tell me."
Teresa stared blankly at Xu Yi for a while, tears shimmering constantly in her eyes. At last, they gathered into drops at the corners and slid down her cheeks.
"P-President, I... I..."
Before she could say much more, Teresa suddenly crouched down, wrapped her arms around her knees, and began to sob.
Watching Teresa sink into grief, Xu Yi felt at a loss.
He had little experience comforting girls who were crying their hearts out and had no idea what to do.
After some thought, he sighed. "I'll go get Stille. If there's something you don't feel comfortable telling me, you can tell her. It's all the same."
But just as Xu Yi took a step, he felt a tug on his trouser leg.
Turning around, he saw that Teresa had reached out with a small hand and tightly gripped his trouser leg. She tilted