On the late night road, vehicles were relatively sparse.
A black Maybach drove at a steady speed through the night, the cabin isolated from the outside chill, warm and quiet.
Yet the atmosphere was not stiff or cold.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Gu Kai's body slightly leaned towards Bai Yiyi, resting against the seat back, his eyes as black as ink carrying a layer of tenderness as he quietly watched Bai Yiyi driving beside him.
The dim light fell on her delicate features, her expression focused on the road ahead, holding the steering wheel with her slender fingers, as white as onions.
Even if he didn't say a word, just by quietly watching her, Gu Kai felt an incredible peace in his heart. Living for thirty-one years, he never knew that being with the woman he loved could bring such happiness and contentment.
Watching, thinking.
Involuntarily, he called softly, "Yiyi."
Bai Yiyi turned her head and looked at him, "What's up?"
