As the long train car glided smoothly to the platform at Jiyang Station, a soft announcement sounded inside.
Shen Yuan and Li Zhi followed the crowd off the platform, their hands naturally intertwined as they entered the descending passageway to the exit.
The cool white lights stretched and shortened their shadows. The air in the underground passage was thick with the weariness and dust of returning travelers.
Shen Yuan and Li Zhi swiped their cards and walked through the exit turnstiles.
Before Li Zhi could say anything, Shen Yuan's hand naturally found hers again.
Li Zhi's fingertips curled slightly, but she didn't pull away, allowing his warm palm to envelop her fingers.
It was likely a habit they had picked up during their trip to Hang City.
Shen Yuan's thumb unconsciously rubbed the back of her hand, earning him a huffy but entirely unthreatening glare from the girl.
Just then, Li Zhi seemed to remember something and paused in her tracks.
