On the plane.
Looking at the sky from an airplane is different from looking at it from the ground.
Luo Xiaoqian gazed at the sky through the side window; the sea of clouds that she usually had to look up to was now all below her line of sight.
As she watched the clouds, she thought of Leng Zimo once again.
If she changed the perspective, it was the same clouds, but the scenery was completely different.
So what about people? She tried to imagine, if she were Leng Zimo and encountered extremely tricky problems at work, could she still maintain her composure?
The answer was also no.
With these thoughts, the grievances in her heart once again turned into worry and regret.
The thing that had made that guy so irritable must have been very vexing.
How could she have been so capricious, to actually leave without saying a word? When he was standing behind her, he must have felt very uncomfortable!
From Hong Kong to Chengdu, Luo Xiaoqian was also tangled up the entire way.
