"Kang Rong, let's talk." Angel started the engine again.

Ask yourself, I don't think it's necessary for me to talk to him.

But I don't want him to be mistaken and think that I'm still haunted by what happened a long time ago.

For a few years on the island, I thought it all out.

No one is perfect.

I'm not a darling of fate, and it's inevitable that something bad will break my mind.

The blue ocean and sky made me let go of my childish insistence, and the vast starry sky dotted my barren spiritual world.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked Angel calmly.

"I ...... ......I don't know," he frowned slightly, "There are so many things I want to say, and I don't seem to have anything to say......"

"Angel, you're busy too, aren't you?" I sighed, "Don't waste any more time. ”

"None of that matters." He clenched his hands into fists and tapped lightly on the steering wheel, as if thinking about something.

"By the way, your phone—" I handed him his phone, "help unlock it." I'll log in to my mailbox, find my flight information and return it to you. ”

He was stunned for a moment, but the phone was not unlocked, "You don't know the password?" ”

"How do I know your password?" I laughed, this question is too insignificant.

"Your own birthday, you don't know?"

"Uh...... "I thought to myself, "why don't you change your password?" ”

"I'll change it later." He's squealing.

It sounds a little strange, but I'm not in the mood to delve into it.

Angel unlocked her phone and continued to fight against the pothole-ridden parking spaces on the potholes.

Triple authentication is required for the login of the information box; I lost my own phone and didn't have any other devices with which I shared my account, so I had to seek online services.

I don't think I'm an impatient person, but the layers of encryption of the verification process are almost like a blood spit.

Technology is developing, and the means of cracking private information are becoming more sophisticated.

Any progress comes with inevitable troubles.

It took the mechanic for the online audit ten minutes just to locate my lost phone.

I didn't want to get entangled with the audit level of online verification anymore, so I went straight to the background of the message box, entered a small string of code, and used Anqi's account to extract my own mailbox message.

It was at this moment that Angel finally parked the car.

I looked at his decadent appearance when he was defeated by this little thing, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously for a while.

"Ahem...... I'm actually pretty good at driving, but it's all because the road here hasn't been repaired......," Angel's fingers clicked lightly on the steering wheel like a piano.

Only the ring finger of his right hand was a little stiff.

There were no scars on the severed fingers in the dim night.

"Wait a minute, I'll pay you back in a minute." My fingers swiped across the screen at a rapid pace.

It's only been a day since it was cleaned up, and the new messages in the information box are about to explode.

"I've been waiting for eight years, so it's nothing to wait a few more minutes." Angel spat out a sentence lightly.

I looked at the intricate messages on the screen, several languages overlapping and intertwined, all as foreign as alien at the moment.

I'm not a self-inflicted person, but I'm not so dull that I don't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"Angel," I said, looking at the lonely figures on the road, "you've been waiting for me for eight years?" ”

“…… Well. He was like a child who had made a mistake, "Don't you want to see me?" ”

I turned my head into his eyes.

I've seen the most beautiful stars, and I've dived into the deepest sea.

But they can't reach these eyes.

"Yes." I smiled at him with relief, "I really don't want to see you. ”