With a click, a gust of wind blew in. Shen Jiayin quickly sat up from the stretcher.
When Yao Ye jumped into the car, his eyebrows and eyes were all covered with a layer of dust. The couple hadn't seen each other for eight days, yet it felt like only a day had passed.
He walked to her side and just sat down. The car door closed with a bang from the outside. Jun Ye went to sit in Yao Ye's car. At this moment, good brothers should not be third wheels.
The car started moving forward. To sit steadily, Yao Ye shifted his position again.
Shen Jiayin, sitting on the stretcher, felt the bumpiness, turned around, leaned against a pillow, and faced Yao Ye.
"When did you come back?" Shen Jiayin asked slowly.
Yao Ye replied, "This morning."
His voice was thick with fatigue.
As soon as he arrived, he hurried over here.
Shen Jiayin suddenly couldn't say anything, her delicate eyebrows twisting continuously.
