His voice was soft and slow, but when it reached Xia Zhixu's heart it became an extremely sharp alarm bell, instantly awakening the cicada in his chest that had originally stopped making noises.
Xia Zhixu suddenly let go of Murphy, and reached out stiffly to the pillar he was holding and hurriedly grasped it.
"sorry."
Murphy didn't say anything, just shook his head gently and hid his face in the collar of his cotton jacket.
A thin layer of white mist accumulated on the car windows, and the heater inside the car baked the two people's cheeks, making them extremely hot.
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