The whole family had sent the two of them to the door. It took them a long time before they could say goodbye. They didn't return until the car left.
The driver wasn't around. Lucheng drove the car personally. ZuoWeiYang was sitting in the passenger seat, feeling a little reluctant. In order to relieve his emotions, he turned on the sound system and the music in the car slowly flowed out.
The quiet English song was very suitable for Hong Kong night outside.
She lowered her head and saw Mo He on her skirt. She still couldn't believe it and whispered:
"I really don't believe that you can still draw. I do n' t even know when you learned it."
Lucheng looked ahead with a light expression, as if he was just casually asking:
"Do you still remember the landscape you gave me seven years ago?"
