Qingye smiled, her eyes curving into crescents. She wondered how she had failed to notice before that this silly boy could be so dense. She neither let go of his hand nor reminded him, simply leading him along as she walked outside.
Until they stepped into the corridor and two sets of footsteps rapidly approached, Qingye's grip on Zhang Jiuri's hand tightened slightly.
Behind them came the booming roar of the stone door closing. With his eyes tightly shut, Zhang Jiuri relied purely on instinct as Qingye pulled him forward, initially feeling on edge at the sudden sound of extra footsteps echoing nearby.
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