C235 Help me lin chen

As the car sped along the highway, the atmosphere inside was very quiet. Even a pin drop could be heard.

Song Huaishuang had her right hand on her cheek as she looked out the window at the rapidly retreating scenery. Her eyes were unfocused, as though she was looking at the scenery. However, anyone who was familiar with her would realize that she was daydreaming.

Coincidentally