At the moment Jin Yunzhi turned around, Yu Zhi's fingertips couldn't help but tighten on the straps of her backpack.
Just then, a distinctively jointed hand reached out and touched the zipper of her backpack.
Yu Zhi instinctively pressed down on the hand, turning to the side to look at his eyes, slightly puzzled.
"The zipper came undone." Shi Wei slightly lifted his chin, his gaze landing on the corner of a jacket peeking out through the narrow opening.
Yu Zhi pursed her lips. She quickly zipped it up, and just as she was about to let go of him, Shi Wei reversed his grip, enveloping her hand fully in his palm.
He leaned down close to her ear and murmured softly, "Don't worry, I'm here."
His voice was low and resonant, carrying a kind of gentle warmth akin to the enchanting moonlight and the misty haze of morning, like a feather gently falling into her heart.
"You..." Yu Zhi's emotions were a mix of shock and a peculiar feeling she couldn't quite place.
