Luo Tingsong raised his head.
"I need you to do me a favor," Luo Xiao stepped forward a few steps and handed the car keys to him, "Can you do it?"
Luo Tingsong reached out to take the keys, his tone was heavy, "Xiaoxiao, don't do anything rash..."
"I won't," Luo Xiao withdrew his hand, with a calm look between his brows, "You just need to do me this one favor, I will come home often in the future."
"Really?" Luo Tingsong couldn't believe it, he looked up in surprise, "Xiaoxiao, let the past be the past, after all..."
Luo Xiao interrupted him, "There's a brand new black Jeep downstairs, take this set of keys, drive to the street entrance of the pedestrian street, someone will be waiting for you there."
Luo Tingsong didn't understand, he glanced at the set of keys, "Why go to the pedestrian street? I'm too old to do anything..."
"You don't need to do anything, just drive the car there," Luo Xiao said calmly, "You just promised me, are you backing out now?"
