Gu Fuqiao is currently observing the surroundings.
It really looks much like the 1980s she imagined, with trees standing straight and lush, probably decades old.
Red slogans and propaganda posters are hung everywhere.
"Get in." A cold male voice rings in Gu Fuqiao's ear.
Gu Fuqiao glances at the man beside her, who resembles an iceberg.
Yan Zhen Guo directly opens the car door, signaling her to enter first.
Gu Fuqiao looks at the car, swallowing hard.
Although cars are rare in this era, and only the wealthy get to ride in them.
To Gu Fuqiao, this car looks like a big truck.
"What are you standing there for?" Yan Zhen Guo asks with a frown, seeing Gu Fuqiao hesitating for a long time.
"I have an injured leg, it's normal to move slower." Gu Fuqiao snaps back to reality and responds.
Finishing her words, she ignores Yan Zhen Guo and plans to climb into the car herself.
However, this vehicle, resembling a military jeep, is quite high. Gu Fuqiao's leg is already injured, and as she steps onto it, pain shoots through her leg!
"Ugh!" As soon as she steps up, her leg weakens, causing her whole body to collapse uncontrollably!
Gu Fuqiao feels like her center of gravity is spinning out of control!
She thinks this is truly embarrassing... Falling all over in front of two men, how embarrassing!
A soft 'thud' rings out.
It's not the sound of Gu Fuqiao hitting the ground, but rather her soft body landing in a man's firm embrace.
Gu Fuqiao opens her eyes in fear.
She sees Yan Zhen Guo's sharp features.
"I'll carry you up." Yan Zhen Guo's hand is placed on Gu Fuqiao's waist, the other on her... delicate hip.
Gu Fuqiao hasn't yet recovered from the sudden incident of falling.
Momentarily, she is stunned.
When she finally recovers, she hears the sound of a car door closing.
Gu Fuqiao turns to look at Yan Zhen Guo.
After closing the car door, Yan Zhen Guo also glances at her.
The way Yan Zhen Guo looks at her reminds her! She remembers everything!
When Yan Zhen Guo just carried her up, it seemed... it seemed like someone intentionally pinched her hip twice.
But it was only Yan Zhen Guo who was holding her, so it was him who pinched her!
Currently, the road the vehicle is traveling on is likely not even, and the car bumps quite significantly.
Gu Fuqiao is swaying back and forth, while Yan Zhen Guo beside her has a straight spine, despite the occasional shake, he seems unmovable like steel...
Looking at Yan Zhen Guo's serious demeanor.
Gu Fuqiao wants to grab his collar and shout 'hypocrite,' but remembering their marital status.
And they're outside...
And...
Gu Fuqiao leans her head against the wobbling car window, seeing her own swaying reflection.
Obviously, despite her stunning appearance, the demeanor between her and Yan Zhen Guo doesn't seem like he would take advantage of her.
But after thinking it over, she doesn't want to suffer in silence!
She hesitates for a moment before finally reaching out to grab Yan Zhen Guo's sleeve.
Yan Zhen Guo looks at her, raising his eyebrow slightly.
Gu Fuqiao ponders for a moment, then channels her full anger into a single word, "Humph!"
After 'humphing,' Gu Fuqiao releases Yan Zhen Guo and turns to look out the shaking car window, simultaneously observing the country of the 1980s.
After Gu Fuqiao turns her head, Yan Zhen Guo glances at her twice before moving his gaze away.
After watching the window for a while, Gu Fuqiao begins to feel dizzy.
Gu Fuqiao isn't someone who particularly enjoys riding in cars.
If she has to ride in a car for over half an hour, she will always choose to drive to avoid discomfort.
Moreover, given that this is a 1980s car, it's likely not as comfortable as modern vehicles.
So in just a few minutes, she can't bear it any longer.
However, thankfully Gu Fuqiao doesn't vomit, she just feels chest tightness.
Her whole body leans against the car window, her eyes half-closed in a dazed manner.
"Duang!" When the car passes over a large pothole, it jolts sharply compared to later versions.
Gu Fuqiao's head is compelled to leave the window, but just as it's about to slam forcefully into it again, a big hand pulls her back in time.