Such a scene pricked his eyes like a needle, and he suddenly turned his head to one side, looking out the window.
It was quiet in the car, only the subtle sobbing sounds of Qin Zhi'ai drilling into Gu Yusheng's ears and eventually into his heart. With a slight shiver of his fingertips on her waist, he suddenly turned his head toward her and stared at her tearful face for a second, then turned over and got off of her, sitting back in the driver's seat.
She was still sobbing even though he had already left her body.
Gu Yusheng suddenly felt that the atmosphere inside the car was somewhat depressed, so he raised his hand and opened the window.
The hot wind in the summer night kept blowing in slowly, which annoyed him even more. He glanced at her rumpled dress in the rearview mirror, but that didn't ease his annoyance. He pressed a switch angrily, and the window was closed again.
Then he took a cigarette out from his case, lit it, and started smoking.
