Ming City's main road.
"The breeze blows past the eaves, the mountains bloom with childhood, when you gaze at the stars, you can hear longing..."
A song called "Gazing" by Pharaoh echoed in the space of the Benz AMG.
Zhou Wang listened to music nowadays, rarely sticking to a fixed playlist. He just used "personalized recommendations," playing whatever came up. If he liked a song, he'd hit the heart button.
He was considering that Jiang Mo probably wouldn't like rap and was about to skip the song when Jiang Mo suddenly spoke up, "Shall we go stargazing?"
"Sure."
Zhou Wang thought for a moment, pulled out his phone to search, and since the car was already heading north, he said, "Let's go to Changchong Mountain. It's closer."
