Just before Yan Zhicheng was about to approach the plane, Song Xiang entered the cabin, and An Xuyue quickly ordered someone to close the cabin door, forcibly shutting Yan Zhicheng out.
"Auntie." Song Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was too cruel. Maybe she just wanted to say goodbye.
An Xuyue put one hand behind her back, raised her fingers with the other hand and shook it, "I don't understand the rules."
"ah?"
As An Xuyue walked inside, she turned around from time to time to give Song Xiang some knowledge: "According to my many years of experience in filming, whenever the male and female protagonists part ways, as long as they say goodbye solemnly and say something like 'wait for me to come back', they will definitely...
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"What will happen?"
"Someone will receive the lunch box!" An Xuyue concluded firmly.
Song Xiang raised her head and thought for a moment. From confirming to boarding the plane, she told Yan Han "wait for me to come back", which should be enough to receive several lunch boxes.
I felt a little fuzzy in my heart, and felt a little uneasy after being told by An Xuyue.
"But Yan Zhicheng and I don't count. We are both very old. You and Xiao Yan do."
As An Xuyue said this, she passed a window and could just see Yan Zhicheng outside. She pulled her cheeks and made a face.
Yan Zhicheng had a dark face outside the plane.
Song Xiang couldn't laugh or cry.
"Let's go, I'll open a tarot card for you and do the math."
"Do you still have tarot cards?"
Song Xiang burst out laughing. No wonder he saw the mountain of luggage two days ago. It turned out that he really had brought everything.
"Of course, life must have quality."
The two sat down in the first-class cabin, and An Xuyue started tinkering.
Song Xiang said he was not interested, but couldn't help but peek.
An Xuyue grabbed the bag, "What are you doing? Are you saying you don't believe it?"
Song Xiang covered his face and could only surrender, "I was wrong."
An Xuyue snorted, chuckled again, knelt down next to her and began to divine.
Just as we were setting up the card array, the flight attendant said it was time to take off.
An Xuyue sighed and was about to collect the cards, but when she stood up, she subconsciously held the handle and all the remaining cards in her hand fell out.
It flew all over the place and fell to the ground.
We are about to take off, so we have to get back to our position first.
An Xuyue put on her seat belt, clasped her hands together, and whispered softly.
"Aunt?"
"Shh, I'm apologizing to Pai Ling."
Song Xiang: "..."
She didn't quite understand it, but looking at the cards scattered on the floor, she felt a little panicked for no reason.
The plane took off quickly and went smoothly.
An Xuyue could talk to her at first, but then she fell asleep with her head tilted.
Song Xiang got up and covered her with a quilt. Feeling bored, she went for a walk in the back and asked for a cup of coffee.
Time gradually passed, and at four o'clock in the afternoon, Imperial City time, the plane arrived over the small country that had recently been in turmoil.
Song Xiang frightened herself and was a little nervous.
I was about to laugh at my unfounded worries...
Suddenly! The plane shook violently!
"What's wrong? What's wrong?!" An Xuyue woke up in shock and took Song Xiang's hand across the aisle, "Xiang Xiang!"
The plane stabilized.
Song Xiang guessed that it was Qi Liu, and quickly comforted An Xuyue, "It's okay, we're not making a movie."
An Xuyue rubbed her eyes, nodded, drank the coffee in her cup, and got ready to watch the downloaded movie.
Song Xiang saw that there was no problem with her and quietly went to the back.
As soon as I stepped out of the cabin, I met Paul, the person in charge of security this time.
"Miss Song, something went wrong."
Song Xiang's heart sank. Looking at the other party's expression, it didn't seem like a small problem.
"Let's go talk to the front." She was worried that An Xuyue would be scared, so she calmed herself down first.