None of the people in front noticed the little interaction in the last row.
It was also the first time Lu Ao had not shared with anyone.
No one knew how long had passed before Lin Man Zhang called out loudly, "We're here."
Lin Qi Yan was the first to react. He hurried out of the car, picked up the camera, and began filming.
He had used his phone to film before, but now that he had more fans, he had switched to a camera in pursuit of better image quality. He only used his phone as a substitute when it was inconvenient.
A camera was heavier than a phone and harder to handle, so all his attention was focused on filming, leaving him no time to mind anything else.
Yet through the lens, he noticed the unusual atmosphere between Lu Ao and Song Zhou.
That faint ambiguity made his camera linger involuntarily.
In the shot, Lu Ao got out of the car first. Standing on the flat ground, he turned and wanted to help Song Zhou down.
Song Zhou waved him off. Lu Ao smiled at him instead, his lashes fluttering lightly as his eyes seemed to deepen.
The smile was very subtle, even somewhat youthful.
It would have suited a middle-school or high-school student just beginning to understand love.
On Lu Ao, an adult who normally presented himself as a cool, aloof guy, it felt slightly out of place.
Yet that very incongruity made the undercurrent between them all the more moving.
Lin Qi Yan unconsciously filmed them for over a minute.
At that moment, he practically felt as if he were filming an idol drama.
"Old Tian!" Lin Man Zhang called loudly to his old friend, shattering the pink bubbles filling Lin Qi Yan's head. "Old Tian,