Gu Juexi reached out for her and Ye Yuwei instantly took a step back.
"What are you doing?" Ye Yuwei demanded, her body tense.
Gu Juexi's hand was suspended in mid-air and the rain fell on his slender fingers.
His hands looked firm and reliable; no one would be able to resist them.
Slowly, Gu Juexi pulled his hand back and murmured, "I want to see him."
Gu Juexi's voice was so soft it was almost drowned out by the heavy rain, but Ye Yuwei heard every word.
She should not feel bad for him. She should not let him upset her again.
Ye Yuwei stared at her palm, then lifted her head and looked at Gu Juexi.
"Gu Juexi, I want to ask you a question."
Gu Juexi slid his hand into his pocket, and the bump that formed there indicated that he was clenching his fist tightly.
"Yes?"
Ye Yuwei took a deep breath, stared at him and said, "You are Fox, aren't you?"
