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The sunset glow illuminated westward, leaving on the ground long, entwined silhouettes.
Despite putting on another jacket, Xia Yao's clothes were still drenched. The vehicle was going so fast that he could only feel the cold wind blowing through his flesh. Xia Yao huddled up, still inhaled a gust of biting air every now and then.
"Feeling cold?" Yuan Zong asked, "If so, I will drive slowlier."
Xia Yao rebuffed, "You cannot! We will have to spend the night out if you do!"
Yuan Zong did not reply, maintaining the current driving speed.
Xia Yao eventually put one finger out of the sleeve, intending to check out Yuan Zong's outfit, realizing that it was even more soaked. With a strange feeling of sympathy, he asked, "Are you cold?"
"Not at all."
With this man sitting at the back, he couldn't help feeling a small, radiant fireplace lighting his heart.
The motorcycle had only rolled its wheels on the street for an hour when nighttime came out to greet them. When Xia Yao tilted up, the deeply blue sky had already been replaced by dark clouds. Rain clouds were heading towards from the south, seeming likely to spread even to the north.
Good grief! Xia Yao silently became nervous. Why did the rain come straight after I suggested so?
He patted Yuan Zong's back, "Can you drive a little bit faster? Do not let those clouds catch up to us."
