363 Pursuit

They stopped at a zebra crossing. Su Canye was still at it, outdoing himself with even more outlandish drivel. Xiao Luo tried hard to detect anything at all that from what he heard that was logical, but in the end, he found nothing. Su Canye was garrulous by nature, and he loved to talk for talking's sake. He was just on the subject of entertainment, and before that, he was going on about his trips abroad, and now, he was suddenly talking about the universe—this was living proof that the fastest thing in the universe wasn't light, it was the human thought.

Xiao Luo kept quiet as he had already decided that he was not going to say anything that would encourage Su Canye to continue with his self-absorbed monologue.

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A black Harley-Davidson rumbled by with the distinctive sound of its big twin-V engine and stopped on the left of Xiao Luo's Trumpchi, revving impatiently as it waited for the lights to turn green.