The car started again, slowly moving toward the fire station.
At this time, there were far fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the road, making it quite smooth.
The streetlights shone brilliantly, like stars twinkling in the sky. The evening breeze was also gently blowing. Maybe it was because of the person beside me, but it was especially comfortable and enjoyable.
....
About ten minutes later, the car had arrived at the fire station, preparing to enter from the side.
But, to everyone's surprise, the person who should have been at the main entrance unexpectedly appeared at the side entrance—blocking the car's path.
'Screech!' The car came to an abrupt emergency stop, and the piercing sound followed.
"Fuck!" the man cursed loudly.
Then, he unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door, and got out.
The person blocking the way at this point was also in shock, unable to snap back to reality.
Jiang Ye had already approached, his face cold, his tone devoid of any warmth:
