Movements stirred on her shoulder, and Su Yunling's gaze withdrew from the car window as she glanced over at the person who had just awakened.
"Awake?" As the words left her mouth, Su Yunling realized that her throat was somewhat dry and her voice sounded huskier than usual.
Gu Zhiqi woke up in a daze, a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose; it was pleasant. Wrapped in this scent, whether in a dream or awake, there was an unprecedented sense of security.
Gu Zhiqi experienced a moment of memory loss; after a while, she slightly turned her head to glance at Su Yunling.
Meeting Su Yunling's eyes, she paused briefly before slowly moving her head away from Su Yunling's shoulder and glanced outside the car window, only to realize that they seemed to have arrived at the underground garage.
"Are we here?" Her voice, still nasal from having just woken up, sounded a bit like whining.
The first time she met this child, Su Yunling knew that the child's voice was pleasant.
