Under the faculty dormitory building, a white Golf honked its horn.
A small figure opened the passenger door and got in.
"You bought a car?"
"Hmm."
"Let's go."
Their conversation was rather brief.
Before stepping on the accelerator, Lu Jincheng turned his head to glance at the passenger seat and couldn't help but let a small smile spread across his face, then looked out the window.
The counselor had put on makeup.
And it was quite noticeable.
...
The daylight outside the car window was already slanting westward.
The white sedan drove past high-rise buildings and busy traffic, through traffic lights and overpasses, as the buildings outside the window became lower and more randomly arranged.
Passing through the circular arch of the Yangtze River Bridge, and by one small stall after another filled with the smoke of everyday life, the two of them left the East Lake High-tech District under the banner of celebration and arrived at their first destination for the evening.
