Wen Xian was already so sleepy that she was half-asleep, and vaguely, she saw one or two vehicles approaching head-on.
They were all cars on the highway, and just as they were about to pass by, she instinctively opened her eyes.
As a result, her gaze met directly with someone in the oncoming vehicle.
Suddenly, she was startled, her sleepiness completely gone.
By the time she reacted, the two consecutive vehicles had already driven away, leaving only the tail lights in the rearview mirror.
"What's wrong, did you have a nightmare?"
Lu Xiao saw her shiver and furrowed his brow, asking.
Wen Xian's face was a bit pale, and in her mind lingered the eyes she had just seen in her moment of drowsiness.
The key was not just those eyes, but the person's appearance, that gaze, was somewhat familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere before, carrying a tinge of hostility and eeriness.
Was she really not seeing things or having a nightmare?
