The next day.
Jiang Nian drove, taking the two girls to Shaoxing. They wandered around for a bit, played until evening, then hit the highway back.
He was full of energy, not sleepy at all.
"Ah, Lu Xun's hometown."
"Back in school, we read about those black-awning boats. And picking bean pods, cooking snow peas on a moonlit night."
"We were really starving back then..."
Jiang Nian cut himself off. The car went quiet; he glanced back and saw the two girls in the rear seats already asleep.
He stopped talking and eased off the speed a bit.
In the second half of the drive, the two girls woke up one after another. Realizing they were already back in Yuhang, they rubbed their eyes and looked at Jiang Nian.
"Did you get sleepy on the road?"
"Of course not. If I was sleepy, how would I drive?" Jiang Nian was speechless, slightly despising this elementary-school-level dumb question.
"Oh."
