Harry Lane handed the helmet he had prepared to Ruby. After fixing her hair, Ruby put on the helmet. "Vroom," Harry revved the engine, exhaling a couple puffs of exhaust, and said, "Hold on tight! Alright, let's go."
Ruby tucked both hands into Harry's pockets and hugged him from behind.
Harry smiled slightly and set off.
Harry didn't drive toward the shopping mall or a big hotel, but instead drove out of the city, turning left and right into the nearby suburban outskirts. As the city developed, the residents of these outskirts became wealthier, and most of the houses were five or six-story modern rentals or private villas.
There were no red firework scraps scattered everywhere; people hadn't made any big plans yet, and children were playing around the yards. They looked at Harry’s bik
