A Day of Love: The President's Prey

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With [-] minutes left, Haiyue looked up at the scorching sun. It would be very uncomfortable to sit here and wait.She remembered the time of the next bus, turned around and walked towards the small bookstore behind the bus stop, thinking that she would buy a couple of books by the way, so that she could relax on the bus.

However, the moment she stepped into the bookstore, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a very familiar car parked at the alley turning on the right, and the sight made her hair stand on end.

Haiyue paused, turned her head suddenly, and narrowed her eyes to stare at the car. [

After confirming that the car was the same one that parked behind them just now, Haiyue's heart skipped a beat.

It shouldn't be a coincidence to see the same car appearing in such a short period of time...

Haiyue quietly picked up a magazine at the door of the bookstore, lowered her head and pretended to be reading it seriously, and glanced in the direction of the car from the corner of her eye, observing every move there.

Two minutes later, Haiyue noticed that the car door opened, and a man in his 2s wearing a baseball cap got out, walked to a nearby store, bought a bunch of food, and then went back.

Then, the car drove away quickly again.

Haiyue slowly took down the magazine covering her face, looked at the shadow of the car passing away, and fell into deep thought.

Is it really just a coincidence?

Haiyue raised her head and glanced in the direction where the car disappeared.

but……

As the car left, Haiyue felt that the gaze that was staring at her just now disappeared...

Could it be...is this also a coincidence?

But whether it was a coincidence or there was something wrong with the car, Haiyue found that she no longer had the courage to wait here any longer.

Putting the magazine back on the shelf, she quickly walked to the side of the road, reached out to hail a taxi, and got in.

Haiyue's spirit was extremely tense. Along the way, she was worried and kept looking back through the rear-view mirror, for fear that the car just now would appear again.