Sang Ning waited in the darkness like this, not knowing how much time had passed. Gradually, her attention could no longer focus, her thoughts began to scatter, and her whole body entered a deep sleep state.
"Sister Sangsang, get off the plane, wake up, quickly wake up."
Sang Ning felt someone gently shaking her, but her body felt like it was entangled in numerous fine threads, unable to move.
Suddenly, a stronger push came from the side, and the threads entwining her body vanished without a trace. Her mind finally cleared, and when Sang Ning opened her eyes and turned her head, she was met with Lu Yujing's obviously impatient gaze: "How can you sleep so much? The plane has landed, didn't you hear?"
"Huh?" Sang Ning was a bit bewildered, raising her hand to rub her temples.
