Chapter 2: Your Heart Has Fallen
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Zhang Youyou was so engrossed in thinking about things that he didn't even notice that the boarding cabin had been lowered, and he almost tripped after Leng Yan in a daze.
Happiness came so suddenly.
The cold hand grabbed her shoulder, lowered his eyebrows, and looked at her with concern, so good-looking, so good-looking.
His smooth and fair face, revealing an angular coldness, although revealing a trace of sickly paleness, did not affect his nobility and elegance in the slightest.
"I..." The deer in her heart was bumping, and she couldn't even say a complete sentence.
"I'll take it for you, you follow me, don't run around." Leng Yan took a small bag in her hand and blocked it in front of Zhang Youyou.
Like a leader, he walked ahead cautiously and majestically.
A dark tide swelled in her heart.
"What's your seat number?"
Zhang Youyou came back to his senses abruptly, trying to make his expression look natural: "Ah, 3B, what about you?" If only we sat closer. β
Leng Yan took out the ticket and glanced at it, and smiled: "Ha, it's really close, I'm 3A." β
Zhang Youyou pretended to be surprised and covered his mouth: "Oh my God, what a coincidence." β
The two slowly came to the seat and asked coldly and carefully, "Do you want to sit inside by the window?" β
Zhang Youyou hurriedly shook her head, she is also an adult, although she is obsessed with Leng Yan, but she is not a person without eyes, from the time she waited for the security check just now, she can see that Leng Yan's mood today is not very good, and selfishly, she doesn't want Leng Yan to sit outside for other women to see.
"No need, I'll just sit outside, I always like to run to the toilet." She gently pushed Leng Yan in.
Leng Yan didn't refute anymore, but just sat down, suddenly a little child ran down the aisle, five or six years old, with a ruddy little face on his back, and his eyes were bent like a little moon, which was very cute.
He bypassed Zhang Youyou, grabbed Leng Yan, and said in a milky voice: "Little brother, your heart has fallen!" β
Leng Yan chuckled in his heart, and looked at a child like a little white rabbit in a daze.
"Little brother, because there are too many people, I only helped you pick up this half, and that half was blocked." The child spread out his fleshy little hand, and a red half-heart appeared inside.
This is a hand-woven product that Lu Xiaomei brought out from the mountain lump when she finished her mission in Shaanxi last year.
It is made up of two pieces, and it is a heart made of two halves of a red thread.
Although he has been complaining about the vulgarity of this pendant, he still hangs on the key for two years.
When I threw away the key, it seems that I forgot about it on my belt, and I was squeezed by the crowd before falling out.
"Huh? This was given by Xiaomei, right? Zhang Youyou asked, and then casually took out the red heart that she also hung on the key from her bag, and she stuck out her tongue, "The last time I went swimming, I also dropped half of it, and I didn't dare to let Xiaomei know, now I have you with me, haha." β
After looking at it for a long time, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and took the half of his heart from the child's hand: "Thank you, I don't want that half." β
He touched the child's head and smiled: "Hurry back, the plane will take off soon." β
The child's grandmother smiled: "Little brother, you are so good-looking, can I come to play with you later, you can also infect me with good-looking genes, I want to be so good-looking to you!" β
Leng Yan couldn't hold back, and covered his mouth gently: "Okay, then you are not allowed to run away when my brother kisses you." β
"Wow! And kisses! The child covered his heart, looking like a little adult, "Oh my God! No run! β
Zhang Youyou panicked in her heart, pouted, and sat back sullenly, she didn't expect that she was so carefully dressed, and she was suddenly compared to a little milk child, and he will come later, it seems that she can't communicate with Leng Yan all the way.
"Your hair." said coldly and lightly, and couldn't help but reach out and pick up a handful of her hair.
Zhang Youyou's heart suddenly lifted, and he was a little overwhelmed.
She wore a double ponytail today.
This is a little bit of caution on her part, she has seen the flowers and butterflies worn by Leng Yan for so many years, all of them are big waves, heavy makeup and tight skirts.
Men would get tired of it, she thought.
Therefore, she deliberately dressed up a little more innocent today, but I don't know if she will look too childish in her cold eyes.
"No, isn't it pretty?" She looked at him in horror, secretly regretting in her heart, she didn't know what she was doing today, she had to straighten her hair.
Squinted her eyes coldly and smiled: "It's so cute, this hairstyle is exactly what a girl of your age should wear, and Xiaomei looks good when she ties it, but she doesn't like it." β
Zhang Youyou breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ladies and gentlemen, our plane is about to take off, please make sure you fasten your seatbelts againγγγγγγ"
There was a "buzz" in my ears.
Zhang Youyou gritted his teeth and knew that the plane had taken off.
"Are you airsick?" looked at her with cold concern, her face was a little pale.
Zhang Youyou shook his head: "I'm not dizzy, but I have lived in the hospital for more than a month, and my body seems to be a lot weaker, and I feel very uncomfortable." β
Leng Yan remembered that last time she was also brought into the Lethe River, and her spirit body was damaged, so now her physical discomfort is always stronger than ordinary people.
"Give me your hand." Leng Yan said lightly.
Zhang Youyou was stunned for a moment and didn't react.
"Give me your hand." Leng Yan said again.
Zhang Youyou still can't come back to his senses.
Leng Yan sighed, and pulled her hand, ten fingers crossed together, palms against palms.
Suddenly, it seemed that a stream of warm water flowed by, and Zhang Youyou's depressed heart was suddenly opened, as if falling from the ice and snow into a hot spring, and the comfortable person wanted to recite poetry.
I don't know how long it took, Leng Yan slowly withdrew his hand, took out a tissue and handed it to Zhang Youyou: "Wipe it, your palms are sweaty." β
Zhang Youyou suddenly blushed: "I'm sorry, I, I." β
He smiled coldly and waved his hand, not paying attention.
She withdrew her right hand, goosebumps on her body, and she carefully touched her palm, her heartbeat becoming more and more intense.
What's going on? Is this hand-in-hand?
What the hell is going on? Are you lucky today?
It's just that before she had time to rejoice, she heard a milky voice.
"Little brother, I'm here!" The child twisted and jumped over, and suddenly the plane was bumpy and suddenly stuck to Zhang Youyou's body.
"Happy!" A woman not far away exclaimed.