Bai Heng reached out and pinched the black strand of hair between his fingers. He rolled down the window and casually tossed it outside.
He made it look like an absentminded gesture, his movements and expression suggesting that he did not care about it at all:
"I picked up the car the day before yesterday. It must have been left behind when the salesperson inspected it. Their work isn't easy either, so let's let it go this time. No need to cause her trouble."
Jingliu stared at Bai Heng for quite a while, doubt still lingering in her eyes.
"Really?"
"Really." Bai Heng continued, "My passenger seat has always been reserved for my beloved. Other than her, no one else will ever sit there."
Perhaps it was because Bai Heng had specifically waited for her on this frigid night, or perhaps because she knew he had only recently escaped death.
Jingliu did not press the matter further. She merely turned her head aside and muttered to herself,
"Who knows how many beloveds a lecher like you actually has..."
The night was deep as water.
Bai Heng drove into the city's glittering illusion.
It was the rainy season of early spring, and a light rain had fallen that night.
He lowered the music in the car and cracked open the window, allowing the gentle sound of fine rain falling into the river to reach their ears.
The darkness would not swallow this planet. It would only paint it with its most distinctive shade.
Without realizing it, Bai Heng had already driven Jingliu around for quite some time.
Although her eyes were covered by black gauze, she could still sense the city's bustling atmosphere.
Yet several days of travel had left Jingliu exhausted. After three quarters of an hour, her curled eyelids