Chapter 8 The Road
"Ahh ”
"Huh?"
"I chose the red-eye flight because it was for the ......sake of efficiency," Xiaolan explained.
"Heh, I thought it was the old man who slammed the door and issued a new rule, after all, red-eye flights are more ......convenient", Mo Yuan also yawned, and the lazy atmosphere inadvertently diffused in the car.
On a summer morning, the dawn soaks through the forgotten mist of the night, waking up the sleeping road, the blue-gray hue, cold and hard.
"Second, I want to see the sunrise in this strange city, hey", Xiaolan sighed, "Your car is driving too slowly and steadily, so that I fall asleep, and when I open my eyes again, it is already dawn, and then, I find that your eyes are looking straight ahead, and your eyes are not focused." ”
"Well, the road conditions are monotonous, and there is a small desertion. Mo Yuan stepped on the brakes and lowered the speed of the car.
"Keep to the right ahead and get ready to leave the Beltway. The navigation system prompted.
Just as the car was driving on the right, preparing to enter the gate and drive out of the ring highway, Mo Yuan's afterglow noticed that there was a familiar car shadow in the left rearview mirror, and when he was about to take a look, the car shadow disappeared in the rearview mirror, and was about to look for it, but the car had appeared side by side on Mo Yuan's left side, Mo Yuan passed through the window, but his own reflection appeared on the window, blocking the view, "Go!" Mo Yuan frowned slightly, opened his dilated pupils, and the reflection disappeared, his eyes were like a child in a hurry to break free from the shackles, break through the obstacles, and look directly at the interior of the car.
He knew he was there—discreet and gentle.
He knew she was there—calm and seized.
But, nothing.
Before he could react, in an instant, the car parted ways with Mo Yuan and continued to fly away along the Ring Expressway, leaving Mo Yuan to slowly leave the Ring Expressway along the gate exit.
"Sea-blue ......", Mo Yuan muttered to himself, with an inexplicable loss on his face.
"What's wrong?" Xiaolan asked sensitively.
"Oh, there's no one driving that car. Mo Yuan replied casually.
"Heh, it should be in autopilot mode, probably to pick up the master. Xiaolan guessed.
In the distance, a woman walked slowly towards him, white canvas shoes, elegant and serene between the swaying skirts, navy blue strap skirt...... I just can't see anything anymore.
"Its owner, perhaps, is a naïve woman," Mo Yuan said for no reason.
"Huh, are you allergic to sea blue?" Xiao Lan's tone was a little mocking, "If you like sea blue, does it have to be a naïve woman?"
"Do you like sea blue too?" asked Mo Yuan.
"I haven't thought about it, so I don't hate it. ”
"Three forks ahead, keep left, enter the gate, direction, City Interchange No. 1 hub. The navigation system prompted.
"Perhaps, eventually, the vehicles will be self-driving, right?" Mo Yuan suddenly asked.
"What?
"I'm afraid I'll be stunned next time and I'll have a car accident. ”
"Don't be afraid, I'll wake you up the moment you are out of your mind. ”
"Really?"
"I promise!"
"Good. ”
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Binjiang Avenue, International Hotel.
"Your destination has arrived, just on your left. The navigation system prompted.
Mo Yuan stepped on the brakes, and the car gradually stopped, "poof", and the lock was released.
An attendant was already waiting to open the door for Xiaolan in the passenger seat.
"Heh, why don't I have such treatment?" Mo Yuan said with a smile, opened the car door by himself, and got out of the car.
On the other side, the waiter stretched out his right hand to open the car door for Xiaolan, and stretched out his left hand, his palm was slightly together, and the back of his hand leaned on the upper edge of the door, watching Xiaolan get out of the car lightly.
"Thank you. Xiaolan said politely.
"Welcome to Hotel Internacional. The unusually low and hoarse voice reappeared.
Xiaolan was startled, and the moment she turned around, she vaguely saw that Mo Yuan seemed to be looking at this waiter.
"Yu Deshui?" Xiaolan's eyes were the fan of Professor Xun who appeared in the waiting area of the airport.
"Oh, you're probably mistaken, you can call me Jack. ”
"I'm sorry", Xiaolan apologized to the waiter while observing him imperceptibly.
Yes, the face is indeed very similar, it is almost the same, but, the hair, neatly combed and shiny, the face is very clean, wearing a shirt and tie, although it is a uniform uniform, it looks particularly neat.
"I'll help you with your luggage," he said, as the waiter walked to the trunk of the car.
"Two different people, it's just that this familiar unusually low and hoarse voice and extremely similar face," Xiaolan thought to herself.
"Let's go check in. Mo Yuan calmly reminded Xiao Lan, interrupting Xiao Lan's thoughts.
"Good. ”