"Running away with him in the carriage as if eloping~"
"Even if it's crowded, I won't let go~"
On the expressway from Hang City to Hu City, the land was vast and flat.
A white Audi A4L, a familiar sight on an ordinary day, sped along the road at top speed.
Inside the car, the Bose sound system played music, and a short-haired girl harmonized in the passenger seat with a voice as crisp and pleasant as that of an oriole.
Yang Qianhua's "Prayer of the Girl" happened to match Guan Yongyi's mood at that moment.
Good lyrics, nice view, wonderful company.
Along the way, countless landscapes whizzed by.
Guan Yongyi curled up her knees, resting her neck on the passenger seat, her right hand holding a bag of chips, occasionally feeding the driver beside her.
"Open up~"
"Aah~"
"Slow down, you!"
She couldn't help but beam with a smile as she looked at the man sitting upright and firmly holding the steering wheel.
