C52 Self-inflicted suffering

After eating and drinking to our heart's content, we drove back to the hotel to rest.

On the way to the hotel, we happened to meet the rush hour of work. The road was blocked, and our car was stuck on the elevated platform.

Somehow I wanted to talk to him.

"Thank you for today, I had a good time."

"Do you like it?"

he asked seriously, looking at me.

I didn't look at him, but out the window