He still did not get any answers. He grew more worried and wanted to invite Aman inside from the downpour, "at least, com-"
"Humph!"
Before he could complete his sentence, a hand covered his mouth.
The touch of this hand felt familiar. Someone came from behind, their arm was circled around Mei Wei's waist while the other hand was covering his mouth. He felt a sense of safety in this embrace.
Someone spoke near his ears, "don't! Don't invite her in. It's the churel. She can't enter someone's home unless she is invited inside. It's her trap to get invited inside. I am here!"
This voice belonged to Aman!
Mei Wei's body instantly relaxed. Aman was here and he was not crying alone in the rain. But then....
His gaze moved towards the balcony door. That person was still crying but their crying had turned louder.
