"Buckle up."
Before starting the engine, Lu Youyi said only these three words.
Chu Liangxia had just been wondering whether "buckle up" meant to prepare mentally or to take some sort of actual action when suddenly the motorcycle zoomed off, prompting her to instinctively wrap her arms around Lu Youyi's waist.
In that moment, Chu Liangxia felt a bittersweet thrill.
It was like she had unwittingly boarded a pirate ship.
Lu Youyi drove fast but skillfully dodged through the traffic. Initially Chu Liangxia was sweating bullets, but gradually, she managed to calm down.
In terms of worth... should there be an accident, it'd be a greater loss for Lu Youyi, she reckoned.
That was what Chu Liangxia despondently thought.
The temperature in March was slightly low, but the midday sun was just right, and the sun came out, warmly spilling over her body, driving away the chill brought by the howling wind.