It was his first time taking a plane and Rong Xingyu was afraid of showing that he was nervous, so he had no choice but to hide slightly behind Ding Yixin.
He even reached out and lightly tugged on Ding Yixin's hand, almost like he was acting spoiled.
He didn't say a word, but Ding Yixin could clearly feel the tension coming from him.
Ding Yixin let out a low laugh and led Rong Xingyu inside.
Rong Xingyu sat down on the soft leather sofa while trying hard to control his curious eyes that kept wanting to wander everywhere.
When everything was ready, the plane finally took off.
It was Rong Xingyu's first time feeling the weightlessness of takeoff and the slight shaking of the cabin.
He couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
Ding Yixin noticed that Rong Xingyu looked calm on the surface, but his fingers were already gripping the armrest tightly.
Just from those small hands alone, he could tell how uneasy Rong Xingyu was inside.
