After speaking, she put on a coat, grabbed the keys, and started changing shoes.
Once everything was tidied up, they took the elevator downstairs.
The evening breeze brushed their faces, and the moonlight was like water.
Gao Mengting looked at the handsome figure shrouded in moonlight, her gaze slightly dazed, and suddenly said, "I'll drive you there. It's especially cool tonight, and it's been a long time since I've gone for a drive."
She really enjoyed the feeling of solitude with Tang Song.
Today, the junior formally resigned from Inspiration Design, and she was having dinner with colleagues in the evening.
After work, she simply drove Tang Song to her home.
Together they enjoyed the breeze, ate a meal, and chatted about topics of mutual interest.
Such ordinary daily life, yet it made her feel the poetry found only in books.
Perhaps this is the magic of love.
