Shang Chi's car left, following Yan Qing all the way until she ran to a desolate section of the Moat in J City. She sat alone on the embankment, and only then did Shang Chi turn off the engine, get out of the car, and walk over.
Yan Qing hadn't noticed a car following her, let alone Shang Chi coming after her. It wasn't until the man quietly sat beside her for a while that she, turning her head unconsciously and seeing him, let out a startled cry. Her body tipped, nearly falling into the Moat, but Shang Chi reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back...
Yan Qing bumped into Shang Chi's embrace and was gentlemanly steadied by the man to prevent her from hitting her chin.
Facing life's nadir, only feeling the world's dimness, Yan Qing, startled and unsettled, looked up to see Shang Chi's handsome face in the backlight.
Cold, broad... in her line of sight was a determination and wisdom hard to shake in others.
