Looking at the hand he offered, Bai Zhi felt her heart leap to her throat. Her small hand secretly clenched into a fist; she wanted to place her hand on his, but ultimately restrained that eager thought.
"It's okay, I'll just be more careful."
Duan Xingzhi felt a bit disappointed, but he didn't intend to trouble her. He gracefully withdrew his hand, then walked ahead of her.
Bai Zhi hesitated for a moment before following him.
But as it turned out, this park had more than just one raised brick. After taking a few steps, she stumbled again, and this time, Duan Xingzhi once again caught her steadily, gripping her wrist without letting go.
"Seems like I shouldn't have believed you."
He held her hand and continued to walk forward, occasionally reminding her to watch her step.
Bai Zhi couldn't focus on watching her step; all her thoughts and gaze were on that long and powerful hand grasping her wrist.
Is this considered hand-holding?
