"The plane has already taken off, it's empty here now. Are you looking for someone? Do you need help?" The flight attendant looked at Jiang Nan, who was standing dazedly at the door, and seeing him staring at the empty waiting room without responding, she couldn't help asking.
Such a handsome little boy, just like someone who walked out of a comic, makes people want to take care of him. But he looked disappointed, his slightly furrowed brows twisted the flight attendant's heart along with him.
"..."
He was late, his princess was already gone, and no one's help was of any use.
Jiang Nan stood there stiffly, his hands hanging at his sides tightly clenching a piece of chocolate, which changed shape as he squeezed his fist.
Meimei, you mustn't forget me!
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Fifteen years later.
The GW Hall of Fame welcomed the youngest inductee in history.
