Just as Xia Qingtian was caught in a dilemma, the car window was suddenly slapped hard.
The abrupt sound startled her into a shiver.
Before she had time to discern if it was a person or a phantom that had just knocked on her window, a slightly distorted, yet familiar voice emerged.
"Qingtian, are you okay? Did anything happen to you?"
A flicker of confusion passed through Xia Qingtian's eyes. This voice... why did it sound so much like...
Bo Jingyan?
With that thought, she instinctively rolled her window down. And borrowing the dim light from inside the car, she saw a face that was so perfect it seemed like it was created by a divine hand.
"Bo Jingyan, you... ah..." Xia Qingtian was about to ask why he appeared unexpectedly.
But before she could finish speaking, she saw Bo Jingyan's hand reach into the car from the window, opened the door, and then pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.