"You feel it."
The timing was just right. The setting sun was right in front of them on the right, and the afterglow was so wild that it even jumped onto Mason's fingertips.
Noah looked at his slightly bent fingers and suddenly had a very strange feeling, as if the light was not at his fingertips, but stars grew at his fingertips.
He was stunned by his own childish thoughts like an elementary school student and did not notice the silence he caused.
Mason seemed to be very patient. He held the steering wheel steadily with his other hand, always looking forward, and never retracting his outstretched hand.
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