The warm breeze will blow upon everyone (2-in-1)
On a main road in Modu, Wunnuan rolled down the car window and rested her chin on her hand, waiting for the traffic to inch forward. At this hour, traffic jams had become an everyday occurrence. Mu Wanqiu sat in the passenger seat, staring blankly ahead. Being alone in the car with Wunnuan made her feel inexplicably distracted.
The car had been stopped for a long time; the wail of sirens could be heard up ahead—likely an accident.
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