However, when Lu Weixi turned around, Xue Feifei quickly let go of her hand, pretending as if nothing had occurred, even taking a step back.
Yu Sixing felt uncomfortable when she let go of his hand. He was well-regarded since childhood and no one had ever shown him such disregard.
For a moment, he wanted to grab her hand and openly acknowledge their relationship, but he knew that if he did, Xue Feifei might decisively walk away right then and there.
Even though he could always catch up with her if she ran, it would be like returning to square one.
He was weary of this chase-and-run scenario. Thus, the hand that was brushed off only lingered in the air for a brief moment before slowly sliding back into his trouser pocket.
