Burn Of Temper

Following Raelle's words, Xiang Wai didn't say a word and just silently left with a foolish smile on her face. She stared at the flower in her hand in disbelief but even more than that what shocked her was that Raelle took the initiative to hold her hand. This shock was too much for Xiang Wai.

She couldn't find east, west, south, or north at the moment. It was even difficult to tell what was her own name right now. 

Zhai Yanjun snapped his fingers in front of her eyes, "Earth to Wai!"

Xiang Wai's eyes focused on him and she asked, "Huh? What? What happened?"

"I should ask you. Did you lose your soul?"

"Not yet, but I think if this happened once more, I might really lose my soul," replied Xiang Wai seriously.

"Oh? What really happened?" asked Zhai Yanjun curiously. 

"My sister actually held my hand," said Xiang Wai. "Can you believe it? Raelle Xiang held my hand and even shared her good luck with me."