"Alright." Jasmine Yale put on her trench coat and picked up her belongings. "I'll go back on my own, you should head home early too."
"I'll walk you downstairs." Yukon Carbon got out of the car without protest and opened the car door for her.
On the lit path, Jasmine Yale and Yukon Carbon walked slowly.
The air was filled with the scent of flowers and grass, and people occasionally passed by them.
Such moments were serene, even the moon in the sky appeared more still and gentle.
Peaceful years.
The road was short, Yukon Carbon watched Jasmine Yale go upstairs before leaving.
...
The next morning, a fog rose, and the morning sun gradually ascended from the east, with its rays piercing through the mist, casting a faint golden hue around.
Butler Santana helped Jasmine Yale with her luggage, and they went to Lonton together.
Lonton time, 3 a.m.
Jasmine Yale and Butler Santana arrived at the hotel.
