On the same night, Gu Jingxin drove his car to send the woman he cherished home. The car moved steadily across the sea bridge, and the man stole glimpses of the woman he loved deeply through the corner of his eye. Her exquisite features were illuminated by the neon lights reflective through the glass, casting a faint halo over her pale, delicate face. She looked so mesmerizing that it made his heart race, overflowing with affection for her.
The car cabin was silent. Xingyan was looking out of the window in a daze, her long eyelashes fluttering gently. Reflections from outside flickered in her clear eyes, her expression calm but tinged with a quiet loneliness.
Sometimes, she would slightly knit her brows or let out a bitter smile. Every small gesture tugged at Gu Jingxin's heart, his love for her so profound.
