"Attention, passengers, attention, passengers. Flight HP1557 will be taking off shortly. Passengers who have not had their tickets checked, please proceed to the boarding gate immediately. Please do not bring prohibited items such as power banks aboard. Thank you for your cooperation."
"Attention, passengers, attention, passengers..."
In the noisy airport, Cheng Tian leaned against Su Han's shoulder, half asleep.
Su Han gently stroked Cheng Tian's hair while browsing the relevant flight information on the Rotom screen in front of her.
Just then, a man bundled up from head to toe quietly sat down beside Cheng Tian.
The man looked very suspicious. He wore sunglasses and a hat, and had pulled his collar tightly around himself. His left leg kept shaking, and he glanced at his cheap watch from time to time.
Su Han's eyes flicked toward him, but she said nothing.
The man looked around and found that no one nearby was paying attention. Then he cautiously studied the two young people through his sunglasses, his eyes fixed greedily on the half of a phone sticking out of Cheng Tian's pocket.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally made his move: he slowly extended two fingers to pinch the phone, all the while keeping a wary eye on Su Han, whose attention was elsewhere.
He was just about to succeed. The young man had not woken up, and the young woman had not noticed him either. The man was delighted.
What he failed to notice was that a ghostly figure had already emerged from the depths of the shadow beneath his feet, its scarlet eyes fixed on him.
The instant his fingertips touched the phone, Su Han, who was still browsing the page, spoke coolly without even turning her head.
"If you dare move, you'll lose that arm today."
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