Scarlett was twenty-eight years old, and Raymond was seven years older than her.
He was seven years older than her.
It was the first time that Raymond had found that he could be addressed as "uncle" at this age.
Realizing this, Raymond had an inexplicable sense of crisis for the first time.
But he would not tell Scarlett about this.
They walked through Couple Street and arrived at the parking lot within half an hour.
It was getting late, and Scarlett couldn't help yawning as soon as she fastened her seat belt.
Raymond turned his head and glanced at her. "Are you sleepy?"
Scarlett nodded. "Yeah, a little bit."
She hadn't slept well last night.
When Scarlett thought of what had happened last night, she felt her cheeks burning.
Turning her head, she looked out of the car window to divert her attention.
The car started slowly. As today was Couple's Day, there were more cars on the road than usual.
When Raymond's car was rear-ended, Scarlett was snoozing.
With a jolt, Scarlett opened her eyes and looked at Raymond. "What happened?"
Raymond also looked at her. "Our car was rear-ended."
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