After the two had finished their meal, Joseph drove all the way back home.
Inside the car, there was a small safety charm, which Irish had requested from a temple and then hung in his car. Even though Joseph didn't believe in such superstitions, he allowed her to do so because Irish was intricate and held great significance to him.
When they were to arrive home, Joseph stopped the car.
On a narrow road.
It was planted with dense trees. When the night wind blew, the temperature was far too cold.
The leaves flew onto the car window.
A few meters away from the car, there was a light streetlamp.
It gave out dark light, but it was warm.
Not knowing why Joseph stalled, Irish looked curiously at him.
Joseph didn't turn off the engine, and the air conditioning had been continuously running.
The air conditioner was quite sizable, and its surface felt cool and slightly thin to the touch.
