It takes nearly an hour to drive from the base to the airport.

In the airport lobby, Si Jin looked at Song Nanwu, handed her the plastic bag, and said, "Take this bag of snacks and eat them on the plane! I'm afraid the in-flight meals won't be enough for you."

The indifferent voice carried a hint of mockery. Song Nanwu glanced at Si Jin, reached out to take the bag and saw that it was full of snacks that she usually liked to eat.

"Captain, when did you buy it?" Song Nanwu asked Si Jin with a smile.

Although she was wearing a mask, her eyebrows and eyes were curved. Si Jin curled her lips and said, "Sure enough, only snacks can win the heart of our Buddhist sister."

"Thank you, Captain."

"What are you thanking me for?" Si Jin said, raising his hand to gently tap her hat. "Remember to report your safety every day when you go to Country R."

"Um."

"Pay more attention to your own safety, both personal and property."

"Um."

"You can also try the addresses of the food streets I sent you on WeChat."

"good."

Pursing his lips, Si Jin looked at Song Nanwu and wanted to say something else, but finally held back.

After a moment of silence, he changed the subject and asked softly, "Do you have anything you want to say to me?"

"Captain, remember to take your medicine." Song Nanwu looked at him and said seriously.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Si Jin raised his hand to take off her hat.

I suddenly didn't want to talk to her, and I didn't want to see this face again.

"Captain, I asked Doctor Tang. If you don't take medicine, your cold will never go away. You must pay attention to your health." Song Nanwu raised her baseball cap and looked at him, her cold voice sounding very serious.

"Stop nagging. Got it." Si Jin frowned slightly, his tone becoming a little impatient. "I will take the medicine."

"Yeah." Song Nan responded lightly, then said, "By the way, Captain, I see your yogurt is almost finished, so I ordered two more boxes online. Remember to sign for them."

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, Si Jin looked at Song Nanwu with a smile, and thanked her in a somewhat joyful voice, "Thank you, little sister who believes in Buddhism."

Song Nanwu hummed softly, and suddenly heard discussions coming from the side.

"Damn, is that Mr. Jin?"

"I don't know. It's covered too tightly, and the face is completely invisible. But this figure does look quite like Master Jin."

"It must be Master Jin, otherwise why would he cover himself so tightly? Isn't it because he's afraid of being recognized?"

"If it's really Mr. Jin, then who is the woman sitting across from him? She's wearing a mask so her face can't be seen."

"Woman, are you a wanderer in the world of mortals?"

Glancing at the girls discussing something nearby, Song Nanwu looked at Si Jin and said, "Captain, go back quickly! There are so many people at the airport, don't let anyone recognize you."

"Go to the waiting room! I'll watch you go in and leave."

"I'll watch you go, hurry up." Song Nanwu urged coldly.

Si Jin glanced at the people beside him, knowing that he couldn't stay here any longer, but suddenly stretched out his hand to Song Nanwu, "Buddhist sister, give me two candies."

Song Nanwu was a little surprised. Doesn’t she dislike sweet food?

Feeling a little confused, Song Nanwu took out two strawberry-flavored candies from her pocket and gave them to him.

"Call me when you get off the plane." He took the candy and said, then turned around and left in a hurry.

The girl we were discussing just now seemed to have recognized Si Jin. When she saw him walking out of the airport, she hurriedly chased after him.

Song Nanwu looked at them and suddenly shouted, "It's Master Jin, over there."

These words successfully made the girl who was chasing after him pause, and she subconsciously turned around to look at the source of the sound.

Song Nanwu had already turned around and was walking towards the waiting room with her suitcase.

Over there, Si Jin, who had already arrived at the airport gate, curled his lips and chuckled, stopped and turned to look.

Among the passers-by, he immediately saw the cold figure dragging a suitcase.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and Si Jin tightened the two candies in his palms.

Will this person miss him?

I don't know why, but I don't want her to leave.

Si Jin lowered his eyes slightly and quickly left the airport.

Fortunately, after Song Nanwu’s shout, no one followed Si Jin.

Sitting back in the car, Si Jin looked at the two strawberry-flavored candies in his hand, peeled one and ate it.

It was still the sweet taste he didn't like, but it wasn't as unacceptable as he had imagined.

Si Jin touched the candy with the tip of his tongue, glanced at the pink pig in front of the car window, leaned over and took it in his hand.

"That Amitabha Buddha didn't even say goodbye to me." He murmured, then turned disgusted, "How ugly."

After he finished speaking, he gently placed the pink pig on the passenger seat and drove back to the base.

Four hours later, at the capital airport of Country R.

Following the crowd and picking up the checked suitcase, Song Nanwu went to the window to exchange the currency of Country R, ​​and then walked towards the exit. Mo Qiudong called.

"Boss, please wait for a moment at the airport. I heard that the airport road is severely congested right now. It will probably take some time to get to the airport."

"Yeah." Song Nanwu responded lightly and hung up the phone.

She was a little lost in the 21st century architecture, but fortunately it was always a good idea to follow the crowd.

In such a large airport, most of the people coming and going are of Asian appearance. If it weren't for the language of Country R, ​​it would be no different from the North City Airport.

After finding a place to stop, Song Nanwu took out a lollipop from her pocket and ate it.

The waiting time is always a bit boring. After finishing the lollipop, Song Nanwu dragged her suitcase to throw away the trash, but saw that there were many food shops on the other side.

Walking over, Song Nanwu randomly found a shop to go into. It was a ramen restaurant.

The language of Country R in the 27th century was not much different from that of this era. Although the accent sounded a bit awkward, it did not hinder understanding.

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