There was only one possibility for a woman's make-up to be ruined, and that was water…
However, what woman would crawl into someone's chest just right after washing her face…
Song Qingchun frowned in contemplation before realizing with a start that the woman had most likely been crying!
In other words, the stain was a tear stain?
She had stayed at his place for so long; she had not seen him on the phone with a woman much less brought a woman home. Only his work friends would call him on the landline. This meant that… Song Qingchun had been under the impression that he had no female friends that he was privately close to, but then, he had allowed this woman to cry on his chest, so obviously she had been wrong.
Wait… Could this be that girl, Tingting?
The night he fainted, he had called out for 'Tingting' for so many times. Through his fevered mutterings, Song Qingchun could tell he was deeply in love with this 'Tingting'. However, unfortunately, the love seemed to be one-sided.
