The relief of knowing that he was back made Ye Jun so relaxed that he almost stumbled in exhaustion. He didn't even realize how scared he had been because of everything he saw.
Noticing his how sweaty his palms, he thought, 'But why? I've already died once, and it didn't affect me in any way. Why should I care if I'm dying again?'
Just then, someone collided with his chest, throwing him off balance as both of them fell down. He blinked in surprise and looked down, only to see Meihui hugging him tightly, her head resting on his chest.
Before he could say anything, he heard her cold voice. "Shut up! Don't speak until I say so."
'So unreasonable.' Ye Jun sighed and hugged her back.
Her warmth seemed to heal his wounds as he smiled. 'I guess I have weaknesses now. I have reasons to fear my death.'
And he was hugging that reason.
