“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?"

I like DJs.” Mya was happy to share with him, "You

Finnley was like a big brother. "It's okay." Mya turned to look at him, "We will meet more times in the future,

talking about going

are to work

1?" She twisted her eyebrows, then glanced at herself,

do.” "You have bad taste." Mya couldn't help but complained, “Ivan

of the banana milk and poured it down her throat, "You're a

filled the air and

her, "Do you like

the only drink I like from that

She didn't answer, leaned back in her chair, and

For me, lyrics are the most important, and then the

was the first time that Finnley had listened to this song and he liked it. In terms of music, he held a similar view to

prepared a

a fingerprint lock, she found that

were a bit messy. After putting down

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