As she watched Wu Yun's back disappear into the departure lounge, Xu Chenxi's thoughts drifted, but her expression was one of pure determination.
Not until Wu Yun's figure had vanished from sight did Xu Chenxi pick up her phone. She deleted the bank notification for the 200,000 yuan deposit, pinned Wu Yun's profile picture to the top of her chat list, and only then turned to leave.
Wu Yun's words echoed in her mind: "I won't stand in the way of any choice you make. If you get tired of being a flight attendant, remember to come find me!"
...
Wu Yun's flight landed at two in the afternoon.
He had eaten a little on the plane, so he wasn't feeling hungry.
He hailed a taxi directly.
"Sir! Shida Modern Garden, next to Sichuan Normal University's Chenglong Campus!"
"Got it!"
Wu Yun sat in the car, carrying out his daily "time management." For a while, he chatted with Wen Meng, recounting yesterday's awkward incident, which made her giggle endlessly.
