C394 The West Lake Linger Until You Get to the Head of the White Head!

By that time, it was already ten in the evening. As night gradually fell, the entire Hangzhou City became dark. There were a lot of carriages on the streets, and neon lights began to flash.

Those bright lights flashed past her face through the window, illuminating it from time to time, as if adding to her sadness.

I took a cigarette from my pocket, leaned against the window, and lit it