He did not find a satisfactory answer many years later. But that day, the sun was very good, and the warm sunshine shone on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the waiting room. He was wearing a peaked cap and looked over. Lin Xi, wearing a brown windbreaker and gray high heels, was standing there. He couldn't describe the scene, which was in stark contrast to the bustling noise of the airport. Meng Jiayan felt that this was the quiet time he was looking for.
Motto: It's better to fly into a flame than to regret missing out