He calculated the time and went from the airport to where Ji Weiran recorded the program. He could pick her up after a while. He thought about buying a bouquet of flowers on the way to go, and then preparing other surprises for her.

Thinking of her possible reaction, he couldn't help but smile.

Zhao Wanyan's seat was separated from him by an aisle.

She kept looking at him, and she couldn't help it.

So, she naturally saw his smile, and the smile spread from the corners of her lips to the bottom of her eyes. It was a kind of... called a happy smile.

Is it because... Ji Weiran?

Zhao Wanyan was in a trance for a moment.

Soon, the angina pectoris sensation came, covering the sky and being airtight, almost suffocating her.

She dared not look at it again.

Bite her lip, she turned her head and looked at the blue sky outside the window, and then, she closed her eyes again, forcing herself not to think about him.

But almost the same time when she closed her eyes, a blurry face with blood appeared in her mind, and behind that face was a ghost with a disheveled hair and a very white face.

"ah!"

His breathing suddenly stopped, and Zhao Wanyan opened her eyes and screamed.

He Zhou, who was sitting behind her and preparing to rest, was suddenly awakened.

"Ms. Zhao?"

Li Youlin's smile was suppressed and he turned to look at her.

She had already had a fever last night, but this morning she was a little repetitive, and she didn't have a good rest, so her face was not very good. But now, her face was not ugly enough to describe, and she couldn't even cover her cosmetics.

Her face and eyes were obviously filled with fear.

Li Youlin frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Miss Zhao?" The flight attendant who heard the voice rushed over immediately and leaned over and said softly, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Wanyan opened her eyes wide, and in just two seconds, she was filled with tears.

She did not answer the flight attendant, but looked at Li Youlin as if she was asking for help: "Youlin...Youlin, there are ghosts... there are really ghosts... I'm afraid..."

Her voice trembled and her whole body was even more trembling, not like being fake.

Somehow, Li Youlin suddenly thought that she had said there was a ghost these days...

"Youlin...Youlin I... can I sit next to you? I...I'm really afraid...Youlin...I'm afraid..." She burst into tears after speaking.

"Mr. Li?" The flight attendant looked at Zhao Wanyan's appearance, which was strange, but she was more worried. She was afraid that something would happen to her again, so she could only ask tentatively, "Why... I'll get the seat for Miss Zhao?"

Li Youlin looked at Zhao Wanyan in a deep mood, feeling a little complicated.

Finally, he agreed.

Soon, with the help of the flight attendant, Zhao Wanyan sat next to Li Youlin.

"Youlin...thank you..." she said softly, with a crying voice.

Li Youlin didn't look at her, but said, "There are no ghosts in this world, let's have a sleep. After getting off the plane, I'll ask He Zhou to take you to Lu Yu. You can tell him whatever you have."

His voice was no different from usual, but Zhao Wanyan heard it and felt a burst of cramping in his heart.

cold.

pain.

The fog accumulated in her eyes, and she could never say anything else.

She bit her lip tightly and prevented herself from crying.

Silent again and again.
Chapter completed!