"Hello sir, please move inside."
The flight attendant's voice rang out again, and Yue Xiaohu responded, striding inside.
Perhaps I've been in the military too long, my nerves are a bit frayed?
Yue Xiaohu shook his head; it's hard to co by a holiday, it's better not to be so paranoid.
Yue Xiaohu glanced at his boarding pass; his seat was arranged by the window.
A young lady was already sitting there, with a low ponytail and a pale Lotus-colored dress, looking out the window.
"Sorry, is this your seat?" Upon hearing the voice, the girl turned and stood up.
Yue Xiaohu felt montarily dazzled; she had a pair of eyes that seed to speak, clean and bright.
Her skin was not particularly fair, but a healthy wheat color.
With slightly chubby cheeks, her complexion seed like honey, making one want to take a bite.
Yue Xiaohu felt a soft spot in his chest collide, and his throat began to itch.
As the girl stood up to make way for him in the aisle, Yue Xiaohu finally found his voice.
"Oh, no problem, you sit inside."
The girl smiled faintly, revealing particularly adorable tiger teeth.
"Thank you, comrade. I get a bit airsick, sitting by the window helps."
Yue Xiaohu seized the chance to switch seats with her and suddenly realized.
"Why did you call comrade?" He was wearing civilian clothes.
"I study painting, maybe I'm more observant than most, you walk with your back exceptionally straight, so I guessed, seems I'm right."
Yue Xiaohu felt more fond of this clever girl.
Growing up, he was always under the pressure of academic excellence from Yue Qingqing and Yue Xingxing, especially being bullied by Yue Xingxing, almost having a Stockholm Syndro.
He always thought if he were to find a partner and start a family, he'd have to find soone with a higher IQ to improve the genes of the next generation.
Otherwise, not only was he oppressed, but his children might also suffer the sa fate.
As the plane took off, they gradually beca familiar with each other, starting with talking about military topics.
Just chatting casually, Yue Xiaohu felt as if he was ill, his heart's rhythm began to get irregular.
A healthy young man like himself, surely he wasn't having heart arrhythmias at such a young age?
This first-ti symptom left Yue Xiaohu a bit unsettled, yet he was reluctant to end the conversation, continuing to chat with the girl word by word.
Two hours later, the plane landed at the airport.
For the first ti, Yue Xiaohu felt the journey ho was too short; the pilot must have switched careers from flying fighter jets, how did he fly so fast?
Yue Xiaohu wanted to chat so more, but felt slightly embarrassed.
His years in the military taught him bravery and fortitude, taught him duty and responsibility, but never taught him how to chat up a girl.
"Our plane has arrived at the airport, please disembark in order."
The flight attendant's voice rang out again, and Yue Xiaohu found the sweet tone sowhat unsettling.
Yet he didn't dare shalessly continue chatting, afraid of wasting her ti.
Finally, as he reached the baggage carousel, Yue Xiaohu's eyes lit up.
The girl's poised figure was not far away, waiting for her luggage.
Yue Xiaohu had only a backpack, no checked luggage, and could just head straight out.
But he was reluctant, an inexplicable feeling welled up in his mind; if he missed this girl today, he would definitely regret it.
"Yue Guohu, what are you afraid of!" Yue Xiaohu was anxious, trying to pump himself up.
Back during the military competition, he wasn't scared, holding back floods, he wasn't scared, even when a house caught fire during rescue missions, he soaked himself with a bucket of water and rushed in without a hint of fear.
But now he was scared, his hand clutching the backpack strap was trembling.
Finally, just as Yue Xiaohu mustered the courage to ask the girl for her phone number, there was a commotion at the baggage area.
A policeman was inspecting luggage with a police dog, and the fierce-looking dog crouched by a package, growling twice to the policeman.
"Whose luggage is this? Open it up."
With the policeman's voice, a man slowly walked over.
It was the person who had bumped into Yue Xiaohu while boarding the plane.
The luggage was opened, revealing a bag of passion fruits, the man grinning, "My kid loves them, so I brought so along."
The policeman frowned, noticing the police dog growing increasingly agitated.
Just as the policeman squatted down to inspect the passion fruits closely, the man suddenly bolted, dashing toward the exit.
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