On Monday morning, Yang Chen arrived at Zhonghai Airport with a small leather suitcase in tow. It was his second time at the airport in short order, and his travel companion was once again Mo Qian'ni. However, their relationship had evolved significantly from what it once was to a completely different concept today.
Mo Qian'ni stood concealed behind large sunglasses that covered half her fair, pretty face. She dragged an oversized suitcase, her figure athletic and lively in a snug white tracksuit. Chewing gum and with earplugs in, she listened to music while occasionally glancing at her wristwatch, waiting patiently.
Upon seeing Yang Chen approaching at a leisurely pace, Mo Qian'ni playfully slid her sunglasses down and rolled her eyes at him. "Why do I always have to wait for you? Can't you be gentlemanly and arrive early just once?"
"It's only been twice," Yang Chen retorted unembarrassedly, reaching into Mo Qian'ni's pocket for a stick of gum.
