Weakly stopping by the roadside, observing the vehicles coming and going in front of him, Xicheng propped his hands on his knees, gasping for breath urgently.
Not far away, on a small side road off the main road, Xia Nuan gripped the steering wheel with both hands. The car's lights were already off. On such a dark road, her car was practically invisible unless you looked carefully.
Of course, Xicheng didn't expect that she didn't leave but instead stopped by the roadside.
From Xia Nuan's position, it was clear to see Xicheng under the streetlight. Watching the man's figure from afar, she nervously clenched her fingers.
Suddenly feeling a bit regretful, she thought she should have just driven away immediately; how could she stop?
But at this moment, if she suddenly left, it might easily draw his attention. She could only wait quietly, noticing the thin shirt on him, and the girl's delicate brows furrowed even tighter.
After a long time.
