On the way to the Zuo family's residential area, Anhao sat in the car without saying a word. Her eyes were always looking at the scenery outside, from the bustling international metropolis to the suburbs, from the pleasant suburbs to the smell of smoke, until the greenery damaged by the explosives turned yellow and black, until the green scenery gradually became unsightly.
She knew that it was almost time for her to return to Zuo Hancheng's side, and her heart tightened.
D was driving, and there were only the two of them in the car. Just like that day when they were escaping in the sea of fire, there were only the two of them. It was as if nothing had changed. As long as she looked back, she would see Zuo Hancheng still looking at her from afar.
