Braden's tall and straight body hid behind the window, staring at the car for a long time until it disappeared from his sight.
"Braden, what are you looking at? You are so fascinated."
Alina was bored and flipped through the magazine. When she saw Braden look out of the window and didn't speak for a long time, she asked.
"A bird."
Braden replied lightly.
"A bird?"
Alina felt strange. She stretched her neck, and looked out of the window, "There is nothing. How can there be any birds?"
"A bird that flew away, but I don't think its wings are strong enough to fly to a far place."
Braden looked away, took a sip of the coffee in his hand, and said meaningfully.
Alina had a bad premonition and it became stronger.
She was afraid the 'bird' in the man's mouth was not a simple 'bird'.