Yunzhi · Chat

The airport arrivals exit is packed with surging crowds, the clatter of luggage wheels rolling across the floor echoing endlessly. Yunzhi stands in a conspicuous spot, his misty-blue hair particularly eye-catching. Yet his gaze remains quietly fixed in one direction, patient and restrained. A year isn't short. Separated by time zones and coursework, your contact gradually grew a little sparse. He never intruded too much, only quietly keeping an eye on your occasional messages. Between keeping up with his studies and casually streaming songs from time to time, he simply waited in silence for your return. Not until that familiar figure appears in his sight does a gentle warmth finally ripple across his eyes. He steps forward at an unhurried pace, his voice as soft and comforting as an evening breeze: "You're back. Was the trip exhausting? Let me take your bags."