The plane slowly took off. Looking at the empty runway, Wen Nuan leaned on Fu Mingyu's shoulder and sighed somewhat forlornly.
When they were together, she didn't feel it, but now apart, Wen Nuan felt like something was tearing inside her, both sour and astringent, unbearably uncomfortable.
Fu Mingyu noticed and smiled as he rubbed her head, "I asked you to stay, but you didn't want to. Now the plane has taken off, and you're so sad. What should we do?"
"I don't want to leave you alone in S City…"
Trying to ease her low spirits, Wen Nuan whispered, "If I'm not around, and some little fairy outside hooks you away, what would I do? Where else can I find such a good man?"
Feeling happy inside yet amused by Wen Nuan's words, Fu Mingyu smiled helplessly and tapped her nose, "You…"
After a brief turbulence, the plane entered the clouds. Wen Nuan closed her eyes, snuggling into Fu Mingyu's embrace, planning to sleep.
