Mark of the destiny

"I'm fine," Without turning Wang Shi picked the half-filled glass of water probably left by Honey earlier and drink it. He needed it to loosen the lump in his throat.

Honey walked closer and stood, "Don't tell me you are emotional now? Men don't Cry."

"And who said that?" Wang Shi set the glass down and crouched to come at Honey's height. He held Honey's shoulder, "Another lesson, pay attention." Honey's ears perked, this was something between them where Wang Shi would often enlighten him and teach about life. "Crying is a powerful emotion and just like all the emotions, we have the equal right to express it. We should."

"But it will portray us as a weak person, only girls cry,"

"So.... you mean girls are weak because they express their emotions? Crying is gender-oriented?"

"Isn't it?"