Suddenly, the car turned and quickly came to a stop at the side of the road.
Mu Xiaoyao closed his eyes, refusing to look at Baili Xia.
After a moment, he lifted a finger and pressed an unspecified button.
With a click, the car door was unlocked.
Baili Xia grabbed her backpack, pushed the car door open and jumped out immediately.
Having closed the car door behind her, she jogged off towards a nearby tree-lined path.
She ran and ran, until she herself did not know where she had ended up.
Only when the hustle and bustle of traffic was no longer heard, when her surroundings seemed to grow quiet and few people were seen, did she stop.
She wiped the corner of her eye with her hand, only to find tears trailing down her cheeks.
She had promised herself not to cry, but the tears wouldn't stop flowing.
Looking at the glistening tear drops on the back of her hand, her heart ached profoundly.
The pain was so severe that she could scarcely breathe.
