"Ji Changmu," she called his name with a weak breath, "We have known each other for many, many years."

"yes."

"When you came to Qiao's house to give me tutoring lessons, did you never think that this little girl would become your lifelong bond?"

"When I graduated and went abroad, I was prepared not to return home for the rest of my life, and I really didn't take you to heart."

"ungrateful."

"Well, I later found out that the Qiao family has been very kind to me. But kindness is kindness, and love is love. I can tell the difference clearly."

Qiao Muyuan also knew that he could tell clearly that one of the best things about this man was his sense of proportion. If he just wanted to repay the kindness of the Qiao family, he would not risk his own life several times.

Later, he did a lot for the Qiao family, and he was able to repay his kindness back then, which was enough.

Qiao Muyuan recalled the past for a while, and then recalled those unpleasant things. Most of yesterday's events were related to him.

She sighed in his arms, she had been entangled with him like this all her life.

"A Yuan, if you have anything else to ask me, just ask." He was also afraid that he would never have another chance.

"No, I kind of want to sleep."

"Then just take a nap, it's okay."

"Don't let go."

"I won't let go." Ji Changmu sighed, "Don't be afraid."

In the darkness, Qiao Muyuan stopped talking, she was a little sleepy.

Leaning against Ji Changmu's sweater, the soft touch made her feel even more attached to it, and she rubbed it, like a kitten.

The plane was still turbulent, but she had slowly adapted to the turbulence. She didn't know if the plane could still land smoothly through the airflow, and the voice on the radio couldn't be heard clearly.

There is only chaos and confusion in my ears.

Ji Changmu gently patted her back to coax her to sleep.

It's okay to fall asleep, that way you won't be afraid.

In the pitch-black environment, Ji Changmu couldn't see anything, and the entire cabin was filled with a sense of panic and depression.

He closed his eyes and hugged Qiao Muyuan, motionless, never changing any position.

The plane tried to break through the vortex again and again, but it landed rapidly several times and almost lost control.

Death's drawing of lots came unexpectedly.

A long time passed, like a hundred years.

The plane suddenly broke through the sky, surged forward bravely, and successfully broke through the vortex. The whole plane seemed to stabilize in an instant, and entered the calm atmosphere with a flying attitude.

The lights in the cabin are turned on.

The ground was in a mess, and the dark night sky was still outside the window.

The flight attendant excitedly announced in the broadcast room: "We succeeded. Passengers, please rest assured that the crew has led everyone into a safe area and we will land at the nearest airport."

There were cheers and screams in the cabin, as well as cries from the survivors.

Almost everyone had tears in their eyes.

Qiao Muyuan, who was sleeping in a daze, also heard the sound. She opened her eyes and the light was a little dazzling: "Brother Ji, are we okay? Turn on the lights."

"It's okay." He hugged her tighter and refused to let go, "The plane is about to land. Congratulations, Miss Qiao, for surviving the disaster."

"Really?" Qiao Muyuan's eyes flashed with sparkling tears, "Congratulations, Mr. Ji."

Ji Changmu raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes met hers. They both saw each other's figures in their eyes.
Chapter completed!