The further north we go, the drier the air becomes.
A cool breeze blows inside the SUV, and even the best-styled hair becomes a bird's nest.
As for Wanwan in the driver's seat, a few strands of hair brush against her face, complementing the loosely tied bun, adding an inexplicable refreshing yet chaotic beauty that Lu Changchuan cannot look away from.
Then he looks down at his camouflage work pants and matching T-shirt; despite just being an outfit, Lu Changchuan inexplicably feels reborn.
The last time he wore something like this was when he went to Lucheng with Fourth Uncle.
Later, after Fourth Uncle met with trouble, he promised his grandparents never to venture alone again.
Since then, not to mention reckless actions, even outlandish clothing has vanished from his wardrobe.
Unexpectedly, following Wanwan, he gets to experience it once more.
