"Are you feeling better?" Yan Zhen asked anxiously, her whole face wrinkled with worry.
After drinking a glass of water, Wen Lunhua felt a little better. He nodded, smiled weakly, and said softly, "I want to take a rest."
Yan Zhen stretched out her hand to touch his forehead worriedly, "Hua, are you really okay? Do you want to take medicine?"
Camille put medicine in her bag and told Wen Lunhua to take medicine as soon as he felt pain. She didn't dare to forget it for fear that he would hide the pain.
Wen Lunhua shook his head, looked at her distressedly, and stretched out his hand to touch her face, which was wrinkled by fear, "Good boy, I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy."
Yan Zhen's tears fell quickly, "I'm scared to death. If you feel pain, tell me..."
When everyone saw this scene, the little girl was shocked.
"No, it's just airsickness. Why is she so sad?"
"I love him too much, you are stupid."
Wen Lunhua held her head tightly in his arms, "Good boy, don't cry. I'll feel bad. Can you bear to make me hurt?"
Yan Zhen shook his head and put his hand under his eyes, "I don't cry, I don't cry. Really, you see, I haven't shed a single tear."
Wen Lunhua raised her head. The tears hidden in his eyes made him feel distressed. He kissed her gently on her forehead and said, "Be good, don't worry, I'm fine."
Yan Zhen nodded, seeing him struggling to open his eyes and feeling that he was working hard and his nose was sore, "Hua, you can rest. I'll call you when the time comes."
The young man nodded, then stubbornly held her head in his arms, "You should go to sleep too. It will be troublesome if you get airsick too."
Yan Zhen nodded and swallowed the tears back into her throat, "Okay, let's sleep together."
She buried her head in his fragrant chest and could clearly hear his rhythmic and powerful heartbeat.
When his heart beat, she felt a little pain. She didn't know how long this heart could beat for her. She really wanted to stay at this moment.
The boy held her head with one hand and held her hand tightly with the other.
The fingers are tightly intertwined.
Everyone was inexplicably moved when they saw this scene. They had not seen such a touching scene for a long time.
The plane continues to fly in the sky.
The stewardess was busy serving other people, and from time to time she cast a deep glance at Yan Zhen's seat, which touched the softest part of her heart.
Wen Lunhua closed his eyes tightly and raised his lips in a gentle arc.
Xiao Zhen can sit side by side with you, and you fall asleep on my chest with your fingers intertwined. It's great.