Lao Wang endured the dizziness and turned around to remind the young lady, but found that the young lady was still sitting there with her eyes closed and expressionless! Lao Wang was scared, thinking that the young lady had encountered something suddenly like him...
"Young Madam, Young Madam...?" Lao Wang tried to call out twice, but Qian Xiaojue had no response.
Lao Wang was trembling with fear, but he could no longer resist the strong dizziness. He turned around and fell on the steering wheel, unconscious.
But just as he lay down, Qian Xiaojue, who was sitting quietly behind him, slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes are cold and piercing. Like sharp knives, they shine with a dazzling light...
"Knock knock." Someone was knocking outside the car window.
Qian Xiaojue turned around and saw that it was Locke with blond hair who was smiling charmingly and cleanly at her invisible through the window.
Qian Xiaojue turned back to look at Lao Wang in the driver's seat and said with a hint of guilt: "Uncle Wang, I'm sorry, you just need to sleep for a little while." After saying that, Qian Xiaojue opened the door and got out of the car.
Outside the car, the wind was blowing coldly.
Qian Xiaojue tightened her down jacket tightly. Although she was wearing a down jacket, she still felt a little cold wearing an evening dress underneath.
At this moment, the black low-key business car parked behind their car was Locke's driver's seat.
Qian Xiaojue turned around and walked towards the commercial car, opened the door and got in.
Locke watched her move like this, and just smiled knowingly, followed slowly, and then got into the car from the other side.
The atmosphere in the car was a bit weird and awkward.
Locke kept staring at Qian Xiaojue with a smile, but Qian Xiaojue just sat there blankly without saying anything, not even looking at each other, as if he was a dumb doll who could only sit quietly.
After a long time, Locke finally spoke first, staring at Qian Xiaojue quietly with the same gaze, but the most familiar name he spoke was still: "Ajiu."
Qian Xiaojue didn't raise her head, just lowered her head and sat there, as if the person Locke called was not her.
Locke didn't care, but looked at her more firmly and whispered again: "Ajiu, you...are back."
"You're finally back...I knew you were back."
Qian Xiaojue raised her lips coldly, and slowly raised her head to look at Locke, with a cold look in her eyes. This time, she did not deny it, but replied lightly: "Locke...Long time no see."
Suddenly there was a strong wind outside the window, and the slight swaying could be felt inside the car.
Qian Xiaojue looked at the swaying trees outside the window, just like the heavy rain that night, which suddenly and violently struck her, catching her off guard and making her miserable.
But today...she has sorted out her mood, so she is willing to come out to see Locke, and she must explain some things clearly.
"Ajiu!" Locke excitedly leaned forward and hugged Qian Xiaojue into his arms, holding her tightly as if he was a treasure he had lost for a long time, even... making Qian Xiaojue feel suffocated.
"Locke..." Qian Xiaojue pushed Locke away, took two deep breaths, looked at her and sighed helplessly: "We haven't seen you for three years, you have become impatient."
Locke shyly touched his golden hair and said helplessly: "I'm just too excited... Ah Jiu, it's not three years, it's three and a half years. It's been three and a half years since you left us!"