C79 He has become a memory

It was a deep night, and the streets were still brightly lit. Roughly all the prosperous cities were ill, and there was no pure night sky, so Xia Ying didn't drive out in the morning, but it was a little late in the night. She didn't want to disturb Gu Yi's rest, so he went downstairs to call a taxi.

The driver in the car was a young man who seemed very interested in the game