When she woke up, the car had already stopped.
Jane McCain opened her eyes, feeling that the surroundings were familiar. She tried to observe for a while and discovered she was on a small road outside her community's courtyard.
The time was eleven thirty at night. Jane McCain remained silent, realizing she had slept through the entire journey.
In the cold season, after eating to fullness and curling up in a warm, enclosed environment, coupled with soothing music, it's really easy to feel drowsy.
Allen Rivera saw that she was awake and said, "Quickly go inside, rest early, don't lie in bed playing on your phone, it's bad for your eyes."
As always, he was gentle and considerate, yet his tone was indifferent and distant, leaving Jane McCain unable to grasp what he was thinking.
She got out of the car, feeling muddled, her actions hesitant.
Today... they hadn't talked about anything, so what about the breakup?
She instinctively turned to look at him.
