The rain poured endlessly, bleak and relentless.
The night was late, and apart from the hazy glow of the streetlights, only the signals of traffic lights flickered.
Police cars soon arrived, and fire trucks followed shortly afterwards.
The car owner thanked Xiao Ye hastily before rushing to follow the ambulance.
Xiao Ye drove Yao Beidi back home.
He drove even slower; the roads were slippery in the rain. Even if he was a skilled driver, he couldn't guarantee others were, so Xiao Ye drove with extra caution.
Through the rearview mirror, he glanced at Yao Beidi, sitting in the back seat, hugging herself tightly and trembling slightly.
Earlier, when he brought her into the car, she had been like this—like a startled deer. Even though he had turned on the heater, it seemed unable to warm her cold body.
The car came to a steady stop in the underground garage.
Xiao Ye got out of the car and opened the door for Yao Beidi.
Her body trembled as she looked at him.
