The next morning, the sun rose as usual.

Jun Qing and Di Lin came out of the guest room together, and it looked no different from usual.

Zhao Yiyi, Leng Mo and others had already been waiting downstairs, and everyone got into the car and rushed to the airport.

When the pain was driving into the private jet parking area, another car also drove into the airport and parked at the entrance of the international flight.

The assistant pulled open the back seat, and Feng Chen frowned and came out of the car.

Feng Nuan trotted over and held his right hand wrapped in gauze.

"careful!"

Half an hour later, the two planes drove out of the apron at the same time, rushed onto two different roads on the left and right, soared into the sky in the opposite direction, and flew into the clouds.

Jun Qing turned his face to the outside of the window, staring at the strange city, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

A slightly sank on his head.

She turned her face and met Di Lin's gentle gaze.

The man's big hand rubbed her head gently with comfort, and his movements were still the night he first met her many years ago.

Jun Qing didn't say anything, but just turned his head slightly and leaned his head against his shoulder.

On the passenger plane heading west, first class.

Feng Nuan stretched out his right hand and sent a cup containing a drink to Feng Chen's left hand.

Feng Chen glanced sideways, swept over the drink in the cup, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You drink it."

"This cup is yours." Feng Nuan picked up the cup and sent it to his mouth, "You taste it, and eating a little sweets will make people feel very happy!"

The little girl's big eyes were full of expectations.

Feng Chen pulled the corners of his lips and leaned over to the cup to take a sip.

"Big mouth!"

He took a big gulp obediently.

There was a sweet smell spreading between the teeth, and it seemed that the stuffy and pain in the chest was no longer so obvious.

"How is it?" Feng Nuan looked at him with a smile, "Do you feel that you are a little bit happy?"

The wind drooped his eyes and looked into her eyes.

Eighteen-year-old, still so naive?

Or... teenage girls should be so simple and childish, right?

Thinking of this, he chuckled softly, "Yeah, I'm much happier."

Feng Nuan stuffed the cup into his hand, "When you finish drinking this whole cup, you will definitely feel very happy!"

Put the cup on the cup holder, Feng Chen raised his palm and helped the girl to clear the random hair on her face, "I shouldn't have lost my temper with you yesterday, don't be angry with my brother."

"No!" Feng Nuan smiled and his eyes were bent, "I know when my brother scolded me, it was for my own good."

Putting her hands on the partition between the two seats, she tilted her head and looked at him playfully.

Her big hands gently stroked her long hair scattered on her shoulders, and her gaze gradually became gentle.

"Xiao Nuan?"

"kindness?"

"What dreams do you have?"

"Make your brother happy."

"Apart from this."

"Try to go to school and be a scientist to make your brother happy."

"What about you?"

"Brother, I'm happy."

"Little fool, you have to think about yourself more."

"What about your dream, brother?"

In one sentence, Feng Chen asked.

In the past, his only idea was to work hard to make money, find Jun Qing who was separated from him, and then travel around the world with her.

Now, what else is his dream?

Feng Chen shook his head gently: "Now... I don't have any dreams!"

"Then think of one more."

The right finger subconsciously wanted to play with it habitually. When the fingers held the palm of the hand, the wound was hurt again.
Chapter completed!