The flight was long, and the first class cabin was unusually silent.

Ah Sheng had a dream.

In the familiar dream, she was held tightly in her arms, so intimate that it seemed to be able to squeeze out all the air in her chest.

The man's body was shaking, his face buried in her neck, the warm liquid burning her skin.

She said, "Don't touch me, disgusting." ”

……

When she woke up, it was because someone was wiping her tears, her fingertips were warm, and she didn't look at the person, but turned her face in the direction and buried it in his neck.

"Nightmare?" Lu Zichu put one arm around her, his fingertips touching the roots of her hair, and his voice was warm.

Ah Sheng shook his head, how should he tell Lu Zichu? When she was conscious, she looked forward to returning to China every day, and now that she finally got on the flight to China, she was a little scared and scared.

She hadn't been back for too long, and the people in her memory were lost in the hourglass, and she almost forgot what they looked like.

"Is there me in the dream?" Lu Zichu looked at her, his eyes were as gentle as water.

Stunned, Ah Sheng said, "...... I don't know. ”

Ah Sheng couldn't see the person in his dream clearly, and once thought that the man in his dream was Lu Zichu. If it was Lu Zichu, she would never say the word "disgusting" to Lu Zichu.

If it were someone else, who would that person be?

Sometimes she wonders, could such a dream fragment be part of her lost memory? Or perhaps, such dreams have nothing to do with reality, but are just her whimsical in her sleep.

When he got closer, Ah Sheng realized that Lu Zichu's eyes were bloodshot.

"How long has it been since you slept?" She found out too late, and he didn't seem to have had a good rest in Seattle all the time.

Lu Zichu didn't speak, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, she was caring about him, although it was shallow, he still heard it.

How do you tell her? Knowing that she was in Seattle, he didn't even return home and went straight to the airport. He was so desperate to see her, worried that she would move out of Seattle, worried about empty rejoicing. How can a heart be restless, how can it be possible to sleep peacefully on the plane? Later, when the Gu family saw her, they were sad and sad, but they were even more afraid that it was a dream, and all kinds of emotions squeezed it, so that they overshadowed the exhaustion. Now that she opened her mouth to ask, with his arrogance, it was impossible to say what worried her.

In the face of his silence, Ah Sheng didn't ask, his body approached Lu Zichu and snuggled in his arms, so no matter how tired Lu Zichu was before, it all turned into tenderness at this moment.

……

Before the plane landed, Lu Zichu woke up Ah Sheng, she opened her worried eyes, her hair was messy, and she looked at him like a child.

"Hair is messed up." He whispered in her ear.

In the cabin, the flight attendant made a routine pre-landing safety inspection, and when she looked back, she saw this scene.

It was an extremely outstanding pair of men and women, especially men, with stunning looks and elegant temperament, and the woman next to them was fresh and pressing, looking sleepy, leaning on the man's shoulder and closing her eyes and falling asleep.

The man braided the woman's long curly hair into a twisted braid on the side, and put it loosely and casually on the side of the shoulder, revealing a smooth forehead, fresh and sweet.

After braiding his hair, the man lowered his eyes and looked at the woman, with a sultry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he passed with a thousand sails, leaving the rest quiet and indifferent.

He said, "Ah Sheng, we are home. ”