After a brief bout of turbulence, the airplane glided into the clouds.
Every time the flight attendant passed by, He Sichen's brows would knit together slightly, and Ye Wan asked, "Would you like to sit inside?"
He Sichen fell silent.
As a man, it was somewhat embarrassing to have a woman take care of him.
But in the confined cabin, every minor sound was amplified countless times, rushing into his ears.
It was really uncomfortable.
He Sichen nodded, "Thank you."
The two got up and switched seats.
He Sichen explained softly, "Before, when a plane took off, I'd wear headphones and sleep to music."
So it didn't matter where he sat.
Ye Wan smiled and said it was no problem, "If there's anything to say, we'll chat; if there's nothing, you just listen to music and sleep. Do whatever feels comfortable."
