Kylie moved a little slower, and the driver waved goodbye to her from the car window.

The rolling shutter door of the auto repair shop moved up at a slow pace, and a repairer walked out of it.

He looked at the direction to which the taxi left, then turned to face Kylie. "Miss, do you come here to pick your car?"

"Nope." Kylie smile. "I come to pick a person up."

"A person?" The repairman rubbed his nose, then walked inside.

Seeing the rolling shutter door falling down again, ...