The car sped under the night sky, Shen Chi's lips always slightly upturned.
Today was Xiaobao's birthday and he could tell, Xu Chaomu was different from usual, she was very happy.
At this moment, all that appeared before his eyes was her smiling face.
Sometimes love is like a spell, planted some unknown year, and since then it had taken root and flourished, unbreakable through storms.
The distance from Jin City to C City was neither far nor near, he drove the car and arrived after eleven o'clock at night.
It was really cold, a thin layer of frost had formed on the glass, and when the light was turned on, the frost sparkled with a crystalline luster.
Shen Chi looked at the glass window misted with water vapor, feeling somewhat lost in thought.
In the past, she particularly liked standing in front of the window, writing his name on the glass with her little hand.
