It was another pitch-dark and windy night.
A light, misty rain began to fall.
After dinner, Luo Xiu left as the women of the house watched him go.
A Mercedes-Benz G-Class was already parked outside the villa.
Wu Tianhua stood respectfully by the car. When he saw Luo Xiu coming out, he hurriedly opened an umbrella to greet him.
...
The Mercedes-Benz G-Class was speeding along the provincial highway leading out of the city.
Luo Xiu was sitting in the back seat, resting with his eyes closed.
Wu Tianhua, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, hummed a tune while driving, his body swaying rhythmically as if he were in a particularly good mood.
"Fake smokes, fake liquor, fake friends, fake love, fake feelings, and your fake tenderness... You lured me to your home, then in the dead of night, you kicked me out... You hollowed out my heart, and in the end, I became a total simp..."
"Old driver, give me a ride, I wanna go to Kunming..."
