After a brief turbulence, the plane slid into the clouds.

Seeing that He Sichen frowned every time the flight attendant came over, Ye Wan asked, "Do you want to sit inside?"

He Sichen fell silent.

It's really embarrassing for him, a grown man, to let a girl take care of him.

But in the closed cabin, every tiny sound was amplified countless times and rushed into his ears.

It's really uncomfortable.

He Sichen nodded, "Thank you."

The two stood up and changed seats.

He Sichen explained softly: "I used to wear headphones and listen to music before the plane took off."

So it doesn't matter where you sit.

Ye Wan smiled and said it was okay, "If you have something to say, let's chat. If you don't have anything to say, just listen to some music and go to sleep. Do whatever makes you feel comfortable."

As he spoke, Ye Wan took out his headphones, put the left earphone in his ear, and spoke to He Sichen with the right ear empty, "How many days will you stay in the imperial capital?"

"I have an endorsement, so I'll go meet the advertiser. It will probably take about two days."

As He Sichen was talking, he suddenly seemed to remember something and glanced at Feng Suheng, who had closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. "The brand owner is looking for a female celebrity for my ad. Do you want me to recommend you?"

The brand owner was not satisfied with the person recommended by He Sichen, but he would always give him an audition opportunity.

only……

Ye Wan smiled and declined, "Maybe later. When the gap between you and me is narrowed, I will personally ask you for such an opportunity."

Any brand that can find He Sichen as its spokesperson must be a top international luxury brand.

But now, she has no traffic and her only work is "Twin Flowers".

The brand absolutely looks down on her.

He Sichen seemed to understand, and said with a somewhat embarrassed look, "I'm sorry, I just..."

"You just want to help me."

Ye Wan smiled and interrupted him, "Of course I know. He Sichen, are we... friends?"

He Sichen blurted out.

Although he himself found it a little unbelievable.

After three years of debut, he has met a lot of people.

Not to mention the staff and celebrity artists from the same company, the number of those I have met outside must be at least eight thousand, if not ten thousand.

But among these people, there was not one person to whom he could tell his true feelings.

The only person who is close to him is his agent Feng Suheng.

Ye Wan was the only person who made him feel defenseless and wanted to approach her actively.

"So..."

Ye Wan reached out and adjusted his chair, motioning him to lie down a little, "Since we are friends, you can say whatever you want to say. If you say something wrong, either have an argument or a fight, it will always solve the problem. Why are you so nervous? Relax!"

Arguing? Fighting? He Sichen's eyes were full of smiles.

His stiff body relaxed little by little. Looking back at Ye Wan, who was nodding to the rhythm of the drums with the word "relaxed" written all over his body, He Sichen's body, leaning back in the chair, completely relaxed.

Outside the window are dense clouds, spreading out layer by layer, soft and hazy.

Looking down, the city lights at night are dim, gorgeous and beautiful.

Although he had taken so many flights, he seemed to have never appreciated the beautiful scenery outside the window so seriously.

I didn’t realize that the lights of thousands of homes at night were so profound and charming.

I don't even know when I fell asleep.

The plane shook a bit and when I woke up, I noticed that the entire cabin was silent.

The girl next to me was holding a book called "Film Art Appreciation" and reading it seriously.

He Sichen said softly: "Ye Wan, does what you said that day still count?"

Ye Wan came back to his senses suddenly, "Which sentence?"

(End of this chapter)