Because Moses can't drink, Yu Yao had to take all the drinks for him.
By the time they left the bar, she was already a little tipsy.
When Moses drove back, she leaned against the passenger seat, squinting slightly at the man driving.
"Moses, how long have you liked me?"
"I don't know." The man paused slightly, "The first time I saw your photo, I felt you were very special, your eyes very pure."
"Pure?"
"Yes."
Yu Yao pulled open the vanity mirror and looked at her eyes.
"How can you tell?"
Moses smiled without speaking.
This requires experience; only someone like him, who has been through various dark experiences, can tell what kind of eyes are pure.
"I don't believe it. On my first day at work, you wanted to fire me."
"Because you were the first person to dare argue with me on your first day."
She chuckled softly.
"I did not!"
He laughed too, very happily.
If he had really impulsively fired her back then, perhaps today would never have come.
