Utterly amazed, Wen Wan didn't ask any more questions.
The plane taxied and took off. The entire process was impossibly smooth.
Jiang Silu pressed her face against the window, watching the ground shrink below. The houses turned into building blocks and the cars into ants, until finally, everything merged into a hazy gray expanse.
"Brother, look, look! That's the Yangtze River!" she exclaimed, pointing out the window.
Sifan leaned over to take a look. Sure enough, it was a winding, silver ribbon, shimmering in the sunlight.
Wen Wan glanced outside as well, a smile gracing her lips.
Lu Fan sat across from them, watching the three kids, a constant smile on his face.
He picked up his phone and sent a message to Jiang Yixia: [We've taken off. We'll be there in two hours.]
Jiang Yixia: [Got it.]
Once the plane leveled off, a flight attendant came by pushing a cart laden with fruit, snacks, and drinks.
