“You are very creative.” Finnley wasn't joking. He said, “It's such a loss that you are not a novelist.”

Mya smiled and connected to Bluetooth. “Let me play you a song." Lest he got bored driving and saw her as a burden.

After a while, Sarah Brightman's song started playing.

Mya leaned back, closed her eyes, and sang along, her voice was good and she was singing with emotion.

Finnley drove seriously. The rain was getting heavier and the traffic was not very good.

He listened to her and Sarah Brightman singing together.

"I thought you liked DJs." After a melody ended, Finnley said.

“Why?” Mya rolled her eyes, "Based on what?"

“Your personality.” Finnley said, "And the way you dress. You like street dancing, don't you?"

happy to share with him, "You only see my

brother. "It's okay." Mya turned to look at him,

she talking about

corners of Finnley's lips rose, "If you are to work at the Marsh

glanced at herself, "I think I am

hairstyle. This one won't do.” "You have bad taste." Mya couldn't help but complained, “Ivan is almost 40, even he can accept my style, you are a bit too controversial.” Finnley stopped talking and focused on driving. No one knew what he was

lid of the banana milk and poured

filled the air and wafted

"Do you like banana

like

"What a coincidence! Me too.” She didn't answer, leaned back in her

singing a few more words, Mya said to him, "I am very picky about songs. For me, lyrics are the most important, and then the singer's

Finnley had listened to this song and he liked it.

arrived at Catherine's apartment. She prepared a small umbrella so

room with a fingerprint lock, she found that

rooms were a bit messy. After putting down

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