The fingers were still tightly intertwined, overlapping and held together, and the slightest movement of the fingertips could increase the touch.
Jie Zhouyan felt something strange. There seemed to be a strange heat coming from the place where he and Yuan Yuxue touched each other, making his fingers slightly numb - but it was not a real, physical numbness. It was some kind of strange touch that made him feel very comfortable.
However, at this time Jie Zhouyan immediately came to the conclusion: the damage to the body had spread from the internal organs to the limbs, and even sensitive parts such as the fingers had lost their sense of touch.
Yuan Yuxue lowered her eyes and looked at the two people holding hands, observing this posture with some curiosity.
His eyes fell on Jie Zhouyan's hand like some soft feathers, and Jie Zhouyan's fingers almost froze instantly. Such a focused gaze made him feel ashamed as if someone was spying on his heart, and his protruding finger joints twitched very obviously. Then, he seemed to be slightly stiff, and he further imprisoned Yuan Yuxue's soft fingertips - after realizing his actions, Jie Zhouyan took the initiative to loosen his hand. He knew his own strength, so he was afraid that the force just now would break Yuan Yuxue's hand.
Even though he was born to represent destruction and devastation, he was unwilling to show up at this time.
"Did I hurt you?" Jie Zhouyan asked in a low voice, "I'm sorry. I used a little too much force."
Of course Yuan Yuxue would not be crushed so easily. He did feel the pressure of Jie Zhouyan's fingers at that moment, but it did not hurt much. He just felt that his fingers were wrapped tighter, as if they were more intimate.
He shook his head and tried to hold Jie Zhouyan's loosened hand, indicating that the judgment might not be over yet. But at this time, Jie Zhouyan's fingers were stiff and did not match the posture of interlocking fingers with his, so he could only gently hold the upper part of his fingertips and rub them.
“…?” Yuan Yuxue turned her head and felt Jie Zhouyan’s stiffness, as if she understood something.
For humans, physical contact with other people does not seem to be something that is easily accepted. Although Jie Zhouyan agreed to cooperate with him, physical rejection was inevitable and could not be forced.
Jie Zhouyan was willing to help him, and Yuan Yuxue was also willing to take a step back on this matter.
"That's all." He said seriously.
Just as he was about to carefully try to resume the more intimate, interlocked hand-holding posture, Jie Zhouyan paused and stopped his movements, his tone still normal and cold: "... OK."
—Sure enough, I pinched him and it hurt.
So I won’t let myself be so distracted.
Jie Zhouyan didn't know what emotions were stirring in his chest at this moment. He seemed a little unhappy, not with Yuan Yuxue, but with himself. But holding hands with Yuan Yuxue was a very comfortable thing. These two complex emotions intertwined in his chest, which was extremely contradictory. Jie Zhouyan was even more certain that this body would soon be destroyed because it could not bear his soul, and he had to prepare to replace it with a body with stronger carrying capacity.
Of course, the two of them couldn't complete the task by just standing there holding hands. Yuan Yuxue turned her head and whispered something. Jie Zhouyan nodded in agreement, and the two of them held hands and began to walk in the woods.