The Open Beauty

Three hours...

Five hours...

Ten hours...

The plane slowly landed on the airport runway.

As soon as the plane stopped, the passengers began filing out.

"Little Dong, wake up." Zhai Lei nudged the sleeping Dong Xuebin beside him. "We're here."

Dong Xuebin slowly came to and glanced at the pitch-black night outside the window. "Oh, we're here already? Thanks, Brother Zhai."

"How's that fast? It's been over ten hours."

"Heh, I slept through the whole thing. Didn't even dream."

"Well, that's it then. I'm getting off too. Maybe we'll meet again someday."

"Sure. Meeting is fate. When we get back to Capital City, let's get together for a meal."

"All right, see you around." It was just a polite remark. They had not even exchanged phone numbers, so they would probably never meet again.

Dong Xuebin and Zhai Lei shook hands. Zhai Lei went to collect his luggage, while Dong Xuebin, who had no suitcase, headed off the plane unencumbered.

It was nighttime.

The night in Fu Continent was rather dark.

Having slept sitting up the entire way, Dong Xuebin felt physically tired. Of course, it was nowhere near as comfortable as sleeping in a bed. The moment he got off the plane, he stretched lazily and loosened up his limbs. Looking at the unfamiliar foreign faces around him, he said nothing, passed through security, and strode toward the airport exit. He turned on his phone and checked his voicemail, finding two missed calls.

He did not recognize one of them, so there was no need to call back.

The other was from Hui Lan's home, so he naturally had to return it.

Dong Xuebin found a restroom and went inside, where it was at least a little quieter. "Hello, Mom?"

Han Jing answered the phone. "Xuebin, was your phone