An Ziqi stared at him for a long time, finally nodded, reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, and curled back into his embrace.
That was the only harbor that made her feel at ease.
On the car roof, the warm yellow light bathed them, dispelling the traces of coldness in her heart.
The unique scent of Xiao Moli filled her nostrils, finally suppressing the lingering metallic smell of blood at the tip of her nose.
The fear in An Ziqi's heart finally began to dissipate bit by bit.
The mountain road was bumpy, and the heavy rain outside continued to pour.
However, the driver in front managed to drive steadily, without a hint of jolt.
A few hours later, the car finally arrived at the airport in City G.
The plane tickets had already been arranged on their way back.
Xiao Moli carried An Ziqi out of the car, entered the airport through a special passage, and boarded the plane.
