Wei Jingjing was stunned, and so was Driver Xiaotang.
Perhaps the topic was too shocking that Xiaotang even forgot that the red light had turned green and neglected to drive. He turned his head to look at her until the cars behind honked their horns impatiently, and only then did he continue forward.
It took a while for Wei Jingjing to recover before she continued to inquire, "When did it happen?"
Xia Siyu gathered her coat around her and looked out the window. The car sped on, leaving everything behind—the cars, street lights, pedestrians, the street scenes—as if, in these years, as she moved forward, it was destined that certain people and events would be left in the dust of memories.
"A long time ago, before I made my debut."
Xia Siyu clearly didn't want to elaborate. After she said that, she closed her eyes, regardless of the outside clamor.
