My ninth year belongs to you.
When Ji Shulang called, Wen Shaoyu was driving, with Ji Shuhe in the passenger seat and Lizi asleep in the back, cruising on the empty expressway on New Year's Eve.
The city lights outside the window receded rapidly, eventually blurring into halos of haze due to the temperature difference between inside and outside the car.
Ji Shulang had first called Ji Shuhe, but since her phone was always on silent, after two missed calls, he dutifully called Wen Shaoyu instead.
When the name popped up on the car's display, Wen Shaoyu glanced at Ji Shuhe, who was also looking, then answered. Ji Shulang's voice immediately filled the cabin.
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