Through London's night, the ambulance moved along the streets, the bustling lights glittering like stars.
Yet no one in the vehicle spoke.
It was not an awkward silence, but rather the kind of calm that needed no words.
It was so quiet that even their breathing seemed audible.
As though, for one brief instant, she had drifted away.
Amid the lights streaming past the window, she closed her eyes, only to snap them open again moments later. At some point, the radio in the ambulance had been turned down.
The scenery outside had become completely different from before.
She had fallen asleep.
"How long was I asleep?" She pushed herself upright.
"Less than five minutes."
Huai Shi glanced at her and could not help laughing. "You were even drooling."
Ai Qing looked at him without moving. She did not awkwardly wipe the corner of her mouth, merely scrutinized him until Huai Shi shrugged sheepishly.
"All right, I was joking."
He corrected himself. "Actually, you only slept for three minutes."
"..."
Ai Qing withdrew her gaze and ignored him.
She could only sigh inwardly.
When had he become so incorrigible and shameless?
Rarely, she found herself missing the past—the days when a little money was enough to keep a tool firmly in hand and order it around at will. At least back then, he had shown a little more respect toward his superior.
After taking his salary, he would even say that the boss was generous.
"You're getting more annoying by the day, Huai Shi."
She murmured softly.
"Hm?"
Huai Shi, who was driving, looked over blankly.
"An Ascender's hearing isn't that bad, is it?" Ai Qing glanced at him as he pretended not to hear, propped up her chin, and looked out the window. "Watch the road."
"Mm."
Huai Shi