The oppressive afternoon sun beat down on a travel vehicle moving along an empty highway, the surface scorched so intensely by the sun that the stretching roads began to warp and blur in the haze.
"Why's the weather so freaking hot, it's clearly November," Yan Xiao lifted the hem of his T-shirt to fan himself, muttering a complaint.
Bai Kairui, who was driving, heard Yan Xiao and asked, "Should I turn down the air conditioning further?"
Yan Xiao waved his hand, saying, "Forget it, it's not about the air conditioning, it's just that my seat is too exposed to the sun." Yan Xiao and Bai Kairui were seated in the front, with no sun visors on the front windows, allowing the sunlight to pour in directly.
Lu Changyuan lazily lifted an eyelid and said, "Thirty-six degrees Celsius, four degrees higher than yesterday."
"My God..." Yan Xiao sighed wearily, slumping into his seat and said, "It reminds me of an essay title I wrote back in elementary school."
"What essay title?"
