Against the approaching dusk, Qiaoqiao sent Amo a sweet smile, her dimples deeply ingrained in her charm, enchanting like a dream. "Don't worry, no matter how late it is, I'll wait for you."
At this moment, Amo bent down, reluctantly got into the Phantom. Ade closed the car door and walked around the car front to get into the driver's seat. Amo had already rolled down the car window, and was looking out the window at Qiaoqiao.
Under the evening glow of twilight, Qiaoqiao faced the autumn wind raising a hand to him in a wave. "When you arrive, send me a WeChat message. I'll be waiting for you at home."
He looked at her dressed smartly in a small suit and boots, energetic, graceful, and beautiful. He was emotionally attached, and while Ade hadn't yet started the car, he stared at her intensely, wishing he could look at her a few more times.
Just like when they were deeply in love, that profound infatuation, wishing to spend every moment together.
