The night was getting darker and darker. The headlights on the car seemed to tear a hole in the cold night.
Ning Li stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and watched this scene quietly.
She took a light breath. From her nasal cavity to her trachea, then to her chest and heart, there was an oppressive pain that almost made her shudder.
After a while, her cold limbs gradually warmed up and she finally seemed to have regained some consciousness.
Then, she turned around and went downstairs again.
...
Lu Huaiyu was talking on the phone as he sat in the car.
"Well, we'll take her to Lincheng."
Knock, knock.
Lu Huaiyu looked up and saw Ning Li standing outside the window.
He ended the phone call, then pushed the door open and got out of the car.
"Ah Li?"
Ning Li shook her head.
"Second Brother, you should go back first."
