The wind was strong outside, but in Su Han's arms, it was truly warm.
Lin Meiyu leaned into Su Han's embrace, her body trembling slightly as if for her, this was the most precious thing, and she couldn't bear to let go.
Neither of them spoke; they just stood there silently, embracing, as if time had stopped at that moment, and Lin Meiyu hoped it could stay stopped.
Leaning in Su Han's arms, she could hear his strong and forceful heartbeat, which at that moment, seemed to belong only to her.
Lin Meiyu breathed deeply, as if trying to memorize this scent.
After a while, the announcement came over the loudspeaker, stating that the flight to Tianhai City was about to begin boarding.
It was then that Lin Meiyu let go, looked up with slightly red eyes, and said to Su Han, "Do you think Mei Yu is not good enough?"
Her eyes were filled with bitterness.
Su Han shook his head, "You are perfect."
