Qiao Xi couldn't help but speak up, "Shen Dang, are you alright? Should we rest for a bit? I'll call you when we get home."
Shen Dang hummed softly from his throat, but he didn't move an inch.
There were no more words between them.
The street lights outside flickered on and off, occasionally illuminating his body as they slid past the car, trimming his handsome, elongated figure into a mysterious silhouette that only became more obscure when it plunged back into darkness.
The two of them returned to Yingyue Bay in silence.
Qiao Xi parked the car and got out only to see Shen Dang still sitting inside, motionless. She opened the back seat door and peered in, "Can't walk anymore?"
Shen Dang looked up, his dark eyes meeting hers, and said hoarsely, "If I can't walk, can you carry me?"
"..."
What nonsense is that?
Qiao Xi's expression showed a trace of displeasure as she tapped on the car window, "Get out."
