With the roar of an engine, the blue Maserati sped away on the highway.
Beside the red Volkswagen, Ge Qin wrapped her woolen coat tightly around herself. Although she stood in the cold wind, her body was still burning from the passion just moments ago.
Her delicate eyes gazed in the direction of Li Jing's departure, looking forlorn and reluctant, as her red lips gently exhaled a white mist.
She understood that with Li Jing leaving this time, the two of them were like intersecting lines, gradually moving farther apart with no chance of crossing paths again.
Especially since she might establish a relationship through a blind date this year, she truly felt there was no possibility with Li Jing anymore.
Thinking of the recent days of madness and indulgence, Ge Qin's eyes trembled slightly, and an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and joy arose in her heart.
Last time in Tianhai, she had already felt something for Li Jing.
