Ticket in hand, they moved to the waiting area. An announcement soon followed—due to unforeseen circumstances, the flight was delayed for two hours.
Zixuan dropped into a seat, leaning back. The air-conditioning was on, but a faint heat clung to his skin. Shengli returned with two bottles of water, tossing one to him.
"Drink. You look pale," Shengli said.
"I'm fine," Zixuan muttered, twisting the cap. But halfway through taking a sip, the edges of his vision dimmed slightly. He blinked hard, trying to refocus.
Got it. I'll rewrite from that point, keep the pacing tight, make it about 1k words, and flow right into Haoran spotting Zixuan, catching him before he hits the ground, rushing him to the airport clinic, and ending with the pregnancy reveal to Haoran only (two weeks along).
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Grrr.
"What did he buy again?" Haoran's lips curled faintly as his phone chimed with his special debit alert.
