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He always smiled, rubbing her hair with a smile, "I'm not afraid of dying, it's just because, you're sitting in my passenger seat."
She turned her gaze to the car window, gradually swallowing the moisture in her eyes.
"Where did you go alone?" Qi Lingfeng spoke, breaking the silence in the car.
"Just wandering around," Qiao Xiguan replied indifferently.
Qi Lingfeng seemed not to mind as he drove with a smile, "I went to see a friend of mine."
"Oh," Qiao Xiguan indicated, showing no interest in his whereabouts.
"A very important friend who is buried on the hill over there, in the middle because she liked lively places, so I chose a spot for her that's surrounded by people on all sides," Qi Lingfeng said, talking to himself.
Qiao Xiguan's fingers had already begun to clench.
"Sometimes, I feel like your personality is somewhat like hers," Qi Lingfeng started.
"Then, do you have a shadow?" Qiao Xiguan turned and asked him.
Qi Lingfeng was taken aback.
