"Just lucky."
Lin Qiyan leaned back and sighed softly. "I wonder when I'll find the right person."
"When fate comes, you can't stop it."
Their plane had three seats in each row. Lin Qiyan sat by the window, while Lu Ao sat in the middle.
Soon, the passenger seated on the outside arrived as well.
The person was a person of color and spoke Spanish when asking the flight attendant questions.
Lin Qiyan noticed this and continued talking with Lu Ao.
Their destination for this flight was extremely far away. They had to cross the ocean, and the entire journey would take more than eight hours.
Accounting for the time difference, they would arrive at around four in the afternoon local time.
The plane took off quickly. The weather was fairly good that day, and the flight was relatively smooth.
After takeoff, the cabin gradually quieted down. Everyone put on eye masks, drew the window shades, and leaned back in their seats to sleep.
Lu Ao was not much of a talker. After chatting for a while, he too leaned back and fell asleep.
The flight included two meals. Other than getting up to eat midway through, he barely moved, whereas Lin Qiyan went to the restroom several times.
Eight hours in economy class was truly unbearable, especially since their cabin was rather narrow. The seats were even narrower than train seats, making them uncomfortable to sit in.
Song Zhou had originally wanted to upgrade Lu Ao to first class.
It was not as though they lacked the money, but Lu Ao himself did not want to draw attention.
There were so many production crew members on the plane. If he upgraded his seat, it would likely attract odd looks and cause unnecessary trouble for future work.
When the plane