C12 Nightmare

The carriage was very wide, but it wasn't very long. Although Ke Ruan, who was fifteen or sixteen years old, wasn't very tall, he couldn't lie flat in the carriage at this height.

After taking two steps, Ke Ruan was more than half awake. He stood up slightly and waved at Si Yuhan. "Do you want to rest?"

Si Yuhan shook his head. His voice was not cold, but it did not reveal any excess emotions