Please Don’t Push Me Away

Because Ming Ye did not say a word, Diya was extremely afraid. She even vaguely felt that there was only one person in this space.

Fear swept through Diya's entire body.

Since this man did not even speak, Diya could only stretch out her hand. She just wanted to test if there was anyone else beside her.

In the darkness, there was still one person here. It was better than her being alone.

Diya's hand trembled as she searched forward. Soon, she touched a man's hand.

Compared to Diya's petite and small palm, Ming Ye's palm seemed so wide. There were also thin calluses on his fingertips.

…

Because of some bad memories in the past, Ming Ye never liked to be touched by others.

At this moment, Diya's action of grabbing his hand directly made Ming Ye subconsciously feel disgusted.

"What are you doing?!"

Ming Ye's thin lips pursed into a straight line. He violently shook off Diya's hand and even sternly scolded Diya.