It's still not late, and it's just the rush hour on the roads, so there's some traffic congestion. Huo Jingyan, bored from waiting, lights up a cigarette.
Throughout the journey, nobody spoke.
He remained silent, and naturally, Xun Nuo wouldn't force conversation.
The cigarette burned halfway, but the traffic situation still hadn't eased. He was growing impatient, his eyebrows tightly knitted.
The irritation between his eyebrows was strong, and he glanced at the quiet woman sitting beside him, "Xun Nuo, are you mute?"
"..."
Xun Nuo glanced at him, eyes filled with doubt, as if questioning whether he was insane.
Huo Jingyan deliberately provoked her, "Are you mute?"
Xun Nuo replied expressionlessly, "No."
"Then why aren't you speaking?"
She leaned back against the seat, closed her eyes calmly, "There's nothing worth saying to you."
Huo Jingyan extinguished the cigarette in his hand, unfastened his seatbelt, and leaned towards her, "Nothing worth saying?"
