Fu Jiusi picked up his backpack and went to the check-in counter with Hua Qi's boarding pass.

The staff listened to his words with a smile and turned on the radio to search for him.

"Lawyer Hua, who never forgets anything, please go to Check-in Counter 3 immediately to collect your lost boarding pass."

…

A gentle soprano voice echoed throughout the waiting hall.

Passersby stopped and waited to see the lawyer who "never loses anything."

When Hua Qi heard the broadcast, he laughed. The broadcast copy was very interesting.

As this thought flashed through her mind, she continued playing games on her phone.

After losing three games in a row, Xiao O sent a message: Your Majesty, stop playing, it’s time to ascend the throne.

Hua Qi: No rush, let’s play one more round.

Little O: Master, you are so bad today that I can’t even handle you. Stop playing.

Hua Qi: You step back.

While waiting to choose a role, the broadcast voice once again came into her ears.

This time she heard clearly that the lawyer on the radio was named "Hua".

The surname Hua is not common.

She hesitantly put down her phone and rummaged through her bag.

I searched everywhere but couldn't find my boarding pass.

"Oh my god! Is it really me?"

She hurriedly got up, picked up her bag, dragged her suitcase, and ran through the crowd.

When I hurried to check-in counter No. 3, there were already many passengers gathered around.

This time, I have lost all my face!

Hua Qi covered her face and asked the staff for her boarding pass. "Excuse me, who wrote this announcement copy?"

The staff member smiled and said, "A gentleman, the one who found your boarding pass."

Hua Qi probably guessed who it was and confirmed, "Is his last name Fu?"

The staff member shook his head. "The gentleman only said that you will meet again."

Haha, it’s him!

Hua Qi looked around but didn't see Fu Jiusi.

He's gone?

Okay.

Out of sight, out of mind.

After getting on the plane, she pressed the "Do Not Disturb" button and reclined her seat to sleep.

It’s not that I’m sleepy, I just feel tired and have no energy.

Although I am awake, I feel like I am in a dream, in a daze.

The moment I closed my eyes, every little detail of my time with Wan Nuo flooded into my mind like a tsunami.

All the sweet past turned into sharp arrows, piercing her heart.

The pain is so severe that it makes me suffocate.

Tears burst out like a flood, surging wildly.

She curled up in her seat, biting her lip and sobbing.

The flight attendant noticed something was wrong with her and walked over to ask her.

Fu Jiusi raised his hand to stop her, took out a paper bag from his backpack and handed it to the flight attendant, whispering, "Add 800ml of water and boil until the water is reduced by half."

He glanced down at his watch and noted the time.

Ten minutes later, he knocked on the partition between his seat and Hua Qi's.

Hua Qi's sobbing gradually subsided.

Another twenty minutes passed and she calmed down.

"Get up and have a drink of water," he stretched out his arm and handed it to me with a tissue.

Hua Qi's ears trembled slightly. What's this sound?

She got up and turned to look to the right.

The questioning words turned around his lips twice, and then he swallowed them back.

This bastard is so mean-spirited that I get rebuked every time I open my mouth.

At this time, the flight attendant brought two cups of brown-red tea and placed them in front of Fu Jiusi, "Sir, please enjoy."

Fu Jiusi took the initiative to lift Hua Qi's chair, opened her small table, and placed a cup of tea in front of her. "Be careful, it's hot."

Hua Qi's gaze shifted from his face to the teacup, then back to his face. "Did you drug it?"

Fu Jiusi raised the corners of his lips slightly and said "hmm" lazily.

Hua Qi lowered her head and smelled the tea. It was licorice, malt and jujube soup!

A very famous Chinese medicine prescription.

It can nourish the heart and calm the mind, tonify the spleen and harmonize the middle, and is very effective in relieving insomnia, anxiety, depression and sadness.

When she was a child, whenever she was unhappy, her grandma would make this tea for her.

When she grew up and went to study far away, her grandmother would prepare medicine bags for her to take with her.

After her grandmother passed away, she no longer dared to drink this tea.

Full of memories.

Her fingertips trembled as she picked up the teacup and took a small sip.

It's a familiar taste.

For a moment, tears blurred my vision.

Today is the 645th day since grandma passed away.

Wan Nuo knew how she managed to survive those one year, nine months and ten days.

Wan Nuo once swore in front of his grandmother's grave that he would take good care of her and protect her in this life, the next life, and the next life after that.

But less than two years had passed, and the pain of losing his loved ones had not yet healed, and he broke his promise.

Tears rolled down like beads that had broken off the string, hitting the back of my hand with a clicking sound.

Seeing her so sad, the muscles on the sides of Fu Jiusi's face rolled slightly.

Pick up the phone and text your assistant: Let’s do it.

The assistant asked: Mr. Fu, to what extent should we fight?

Fu Jiusi: Just keep a breath.

Putting down his phone, he turned to look at Hua Qi with a deep gaze.

He picked up the tissue and handed it to her, teasing gently, "It's just a cup of tea, no need to be so moved."

Hua Qi put down the water cup and turned to look at him.

Her bright eyes were moist and red, and her fierce look hid a sense of grievance.

Fu Jiusi smirked, "You look like this, it reminds me of last night."