Diya followed Fiennes home, while Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng went their way.
In the quiet cabin, Su Wan rested her head on Jiang Xuecheng's shoulder. She raised her hand and carefully covered Jiang Xuecheng's palm.
Jiang Xuecheng was taking a nap with his eyes closed. When he felt the palm that was discreetly folded, he slowly opened his eyes.
"Wan Wan, what's wrong?"
Su Wan tilted her head and shook her head at Jiang Xuecheng. There was a calm smile on her face.
"Nothing much. I was just bored and wanted to touch you."
As she spoke, Su Wan turned her head and looked out of the metal window.
The galaxy outside was brilliant, like fireflies flashing in a black space, but it was much more spectacular than that.
Su Wan could not help but blink. Although it was not the first time she had seen such a scene, every time she saw the suspended galaxy, she felt a sense of disbelief.
