"Even if you don't want to be with me, don't recklessly risk your life."
Huo Shaojun's hoarse and deep voice resonated in the car.
Jian Liangtong slightly clenched her hands and bit her lower lip, slowly turning her almond eyes to look at him.
Huo Shaojun didn't look at her. He reached for the lighter and cigarette from the dashboard, lit it up, and held it between his thin lips, inhaling deeply like an addict, as if hoping the strong nicotine would numb his aching heart.
Jian Liangtong just watched, her eyes and expression indifferent.
Huo Shaojun said no more, finishing one cigarette before lighting another. Halfway through, he lowered the car window, extinguished the glowing cigarette butt in his palm, tossed it out, shifted gears, and drove forward.
Jian Liangtong glanced at his hand on the steering wheel, leaned her slim back gently against the seat.
