The sky was bright, and she was sleeping soundly. Zeng Zihang walked into the room quietly, saw her sleeping face like a baby, could not bear to disturb her dream, and quietly left the room.

make breakfast, and it's almost time to go to work. Pick up the pen, write a line on a piece of white paper, and put it on the dining table, and then leave home smiling.

driving up the road, a red car behind roared past, so fast that the license plate could not be seen clearly.

he looked at the direction of the bedroom and smiled again. Then he stepped on the accelerator and drove...