Because she was shocked, Shen Yujie's hand holding the gun was trembling slightly, but it was still enough to aim correctly.
The person stood against the light, their features unclear, but from their silhouette, it could be seen that it was a woman. Before Shen Yujie could speak, the other person laughed first.
"Want to kill me? Killing my brother wouldn't make him want you."
"Xiao Mei, are you crazy! What are you doing following me in the depth of the night?"
Shen Yujie took a deep breath, lowering the muzzle of the gun.
"Yes, I'm sick, everyone says I'm sick, but I know I'm not... I'm not following you, I'm following brother, he came to find me just now!"
Xiao Mei was wearing a white nightgown, her long hair messily flowing behind her, she wasn't wearing shoes, her bare feet slowly moving toward Shen Yujie, her gaze seeming a bit manic, yet she spoke with conviction. Her hands gestured non-stop, looking exuberant.
