"It was one o'clock in the morning, exceptionally quiet outside the window. Besides the hazy moonlight and the ATM across the street, the suburban area was void of a single street lamp.
The cold air was filled with the mixed scent of green grass and soil.
Jing Yiren calmly retracted her gaze and continued with the bun in her hands.
Two buns were packed into the paper bag. Jing Yiren felt a bit dry after finishing them.
She looked around for water, but instead discovered a book in the center console, on the cover of which she was pictured with Jing Xi.
Jing Yiren exclaimed in surprise and curiously giggled, "How did Jing Xi and I end up on the cover of a book?"
"..." Jing Yiren's voice pulled Lu Ming back from his thoughts. He loosened his grip on the cigarette between his fingers and turned to look at Jing Yiren.
This magazine was deliberately bought when he stopped to buy buns on the way.
