On the way back, there were even fewer cars than when they came.
Feeling that there was an odor in the car, Simon Forrester opened the sunroof.
Sienna Thornton hugged her arms, her entire back deeply sunk into the wide leather seat, tilted her head back, and looked at the stars moving backward rapidly due to the car's high speed. She smiled and said, "Looking at it this way, they all seem like shooting stars."
"Isn't that nice? You can keep making wishes."
Sienna Thornton let out a "pfft" laugh, "Wishing on stars? I'd rather set a small goal for myself."
Maybe it was because the night was deep, and people's emotions were more relaxed and abundant than during the day. Sienna Thornton surprisingly chatted a bit more with Simon Forrester.
