In the afternoon, Li Yifei and Ning Xin'er finally drove away from the place that had rekindled Li Yifei's sense of family.
Li Yifei was in a good mood on the road; his driving wasn't very fast. While he drove, he enjoyed the scenery along the way. Although the leaves had already fallen, the sight still sparked a special interest in him.
Ning Xin'er and her daughter sat in the back. Little Yifei quickly fell asleep after getting into the car, her head resting on Ning Xin'er's legs. Li Yifei drove slowly, not wanting to jostle the car too much, so that his daughter could sleep more comfortably.
"If you're tired, you can sleep for a while too," Li Yifei said to Ning Xin'er.
Ning Xin'er shook her head and said softly, "I'm not sleepy."
Li Yifei said, "You woke up so early today, how can you not be tired? Go ahead and take a nap."
"It's okay, I can hold up. It's easy to feel lonely driving by yourself, and if you're not careful, all three of us could be ruined by your hands."
