It was late September.
The sun blazed like fire.
Shengjing Airport.
A plane slowly landed.
"Jiang Shu, what's wrong with you?" Shou Junming, who had been closing his eyes and enjoying music, took off his headphones. He turned to look at Jiang Shu beside him and was startled.
At that moment, Jiang Shu was covered in sweat.
One hand was firmly pressed against the airplane window.
His whole body stood in a peculiar martial arts stance; his usually steady breathing had become erratic several times.
"It's nothing..." Jiang Shu said, shaking his head. Seeing the stable ground outside, he let out a long sigh of relief.
He hadn't expected that in this life, being on an airplane would elicit such a strong reaction from him.
This wasn't airsickness!
An uncontrollable sense of insecurity gripped his heart tightly!
This feeling... it was too uncomfortable!
No wonder Teacher Xie Feichen chose to drive and didn't take the plane with them.
