During the six-hour journey, the two of them focused on their own activities.
Jiang Tong rested her chin on her palm, admiring the scenery outside the car window while listening to music through her headphones.
They happened to pass by a field of wheat, and the sunlight through the glass cast Bao Nan's profile onto it.
His serious demeanor was reflected on the glass as he reviewed documents, occasionally looking down to illustrate something with his pen.
Jiang Tong supported her head, staring dazedly at his reflection on the glass, her red lips curving up unknowingly.
Meanwhile, her headphones switched to the recent hit song "Extraterrestrial Object."
A deep male voice began to sing slowly.
"You landed too suddenly
I just happened to pass by
A rare chance, yet feeling subjective
Wanting to snatch you but unable to touch
You brought me joy
Adding some color to this world
I wish I could blame you for being so casual
Treasure should be cherished, are you mine?
