Hand-Holding Anxiety

The first time they held hands, Fu Zizhou climbed the slope in the maple grove ahead of her. When Yuan Xiaozhao blushed and held out her hand, Fu Zizhou turned around and handed her a long wooden stick. The second time, on Lovers’ Slope, Fu Zizhou heard someone behind him call his name. He turned around and handed over the bottle of mineral water in his hand. … The third time, Yuan Xiaozhao couldn’t hold back any longer. She hurried over to Fu Zizhou and grabbed his right hand. Their hands clasped, their eyes met, and the two of them froze as the students around them all turned to look. Yuan Xiaozhao gritted her teeth and forced an awkward smile. “Just shaking hands, just shaking hands…” #FeistyGirlForcefullyShakesHandsWithGuitarist# On the campus gossip page’s headline, Yuan Xiaozhao was gripping Fu Zizhou’s hand as he tried to pull it back. You could feel the awkward atmosphere even through the screen…