Extra: After All We Are Young (1)

  The sky is dark and overcast, with an ominous gloom.

  It was raining while waiting at the airport. The rain got heavier and heavier, and a thin layer of water quickly accumulated on the apron outside the window.

  A gentle female voice came over the loudspeaker: "Respected passengers, we regret to inform you that your flight CB1085 to Beijing has been delayed due to weather conditions. The departure time is yet to be determined, please pay attention to airport broadcasts at all times..."

  "What?" Song Min's head was tilted on Wen Yan's shoulder, eyes closed in a fake sleep. Hearing the broadcast, he opened his eyes and looked at the time on his phone, furrowing his brow. "It's been delayed for so long, why can't we take off yet?"

  "What's the hurry?" Wen Yan stroked Song Min's cheek and pressed her back onto his shoulder, telling her to calm down.

  "Time is life, wasting time is equivalent to plotting against one's own life!" Song Min sat up straight, nodded heavily, and her ponytail swung back and forth behind her head.

  Wen Yan stretched out his long arm and pulled Song Min back into his own arms, "Don't worry."

  "Ugh..." Song Min let out a soft sigh, she was really getting bored from waiting. Originally thinking that it would be great to go out with Wen Yan alone for once, she didn't bring her computer, not expecting the flight to be delayed for so long. If she had brought her computer, she could have written something anywhere, anytime, and even writing another paper would be better than just waiting like this.

  "Dear passengers, boarding for flight CB1805 to Beijing has commenced. Please bring your carry-on items and proceed to gate 41 for boarding. The gate will close in 15 minutes. Thank you for your cooperation and have a pleasant journey!"

  After more than an hour, I finally received the boarding notification.

  Song Min was already drowsy and about to fall asleep.

  Wen Yan patted her cheek, "Alright, let's board the plane."

  "Huh?" Song Min slowly opened his eyes, pulled on Wen Yan's hand to stand up, and grabbed at the bag on the chair twice without catching it.

  Wen Yan shook his head, with a smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He picked up Song Min's bag, grasped her hand tightly, "Wake up, you can sleep on the plane."

  "Hmm..." Song Min hummed twice, hugging Wen Yan's arm tightly and refusing to let go.

  When Song Min got on the plane, her eyes were basically closed. When she entered the plane, she didn't know what tripped her up, and she rushed forward with a stumble. The flight attendant next to her quickly supported her.

  "Be careful, madam."

  "Huh? Oh, thank you." Song Min was already tightly holding onto Wen Yan's arm and wouldn't have fallen over anyway. Kong Shao still came to support her, the service was really thorough.

  "What's going on? Be careful." Wen Yan pulled Song Min aside and gave Kong Shao a cold glance.

  Suddenly felt a chill on his back, sensed a killing intent, and awkwardly shifted his gaze to the side.

  As soon as they got on the plane, Song Min suddenly wasn't sleepy anymore and leaned against Wen Yan's shoulder, chatting enthusiastically with him.

  Listening quietly with a gentle tone, her eyes were filled with doting affection, and the corners of her lips hung with an almost imperceptible smile.

  At this time, it is really a rare thing for their current situation.

  "Ladies and gentlemen: We will be offering meal, tea, coffee and drinks. Please make your selection. For passengers requiring a meal, please put down the small table board. For the convenience of other passengers, during meal service, please adjust your seat back to its normal position. Thank you!"

  “Ladiesalemen……”

  When Song Min heard the flight attendant's English, he frowned and leaned into Wen Yan's ear, "What the hell, domestic airlines' English broadcasts are too weird."

  Wen said with a smile, grasped Song Min's hand and placed it on his own knee.

  "Excuse me, sir. What drink would you like?" The flight attendant pushing the cart stopped beside Wen Yan, her two eyes almost sticking to him.

  Song Min furrowed her brow, a possessive desire momentarily rising up, she tightly grasped Wen Yan's hand.

  "What would you like to drink?" Wen Yan asked softly, his voice gentle enough to drip with honey.

  "Boiled water." Song Min turned his head to one side.

  Gently and indulgently massaging Song Min's temples, he turned his head to the flight attendant and said: "Two cups of boiled water."

  "Master, your boiled water." Kong Shao handed a cup of boiled water to Wen Yan.

  Song Min turned his head as soon as he heard Kong Shao's voice and took a glance at him, unexpectedly finding that Kong Shao's voice was quite pleasant to listen to.

  Kong Shao's face flushed slightly as he was looked at by Song Min, and he lowered his head to continue pouring water.

  Wen Yan silently handed the cup to Song Min, took over the empty cup that Kong Shao had handed back, and thoughtfully sized up Kong Shao for a moment. He still wasn't as handsome as himself, so Wen Yan finally put his mind at ease.

  "Your boyfriend's voice sounds better, doesn't it?" Wen Yan leaned in close to Song Min's ear and said in a low voice after the dining car had passed by.

  Song Min glanced at Wen Yan with slight disdain.

  Wen Yan felt a blow of several tens of millions of points in his heart, he silently put on a strong smile, looked at Song Min, and said in a low voice: "Wait till tonight to see how I'll deal with you."

  "Cough..." Song Min swallowed a mouthful of water, which got stuck in her throat. She struggled to swallow it down, and the water choked her, turning her eyes red as she continued to cough.

  Wen Yan scolded and patted Song Min's back lightly, "Why drink so hastily? I'm not competing with you!"

  It's all your fault! Song Min looked wronged, his eyes accusing.

  "It's all my fault."

  The flight attendants pushed the meal cart past Wen Yan and Song Min, and the flight attendant looked at Wen Yan's gentle expression towards Song Min, her face full of envy.

  "It will attract bees and butterflies." Song Min took another sip of water, handed the cup to Wen Yan, and leaned heavily on the chair.

  Warm words: "......"

  An hour's time passed in a flash, and the plane was about to land.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, our plane has started its descent. Please fasten your seatbelts, adjust the backrest of your seats, stow away the tray tables, and keep the window shades open. Please turn off your mobile phones and all electronic devices. We will dim the cabin lights shortly. Flight attendants, please take your positions. Thank you!"

  "Wow, that last sentence is so cool!" Hearing Kong Shao's voice, Song Min couldn't help but exclaim, the sentence "Flight attendants please take your seats" really sounds handsome, it's handsome to the point of bleeding.

  "Cough... " He coughed heavily once.

  Song Min sat obediently, suppressing the smile on his face, okay, okay, giving vinegar king some face.

  "Finally able to breathe in some fresh air." As they walked out of the plane, Song Min stretched her waist, as there were too many people earlier, she and Wen Yan sat in the plane waiting for all the passengers to get off before standing up.

  Outside was pouring rain, the corridor bridge was cold and drafty. Song Min walked two steps, his whole body shuddered, and let out a loud "Achoo!"

  Covered in goosebumps, feeling extremely uncomfortable, Song Min jumped up and down a couple of times.

  "Very cold?" Wen Yan asked, reaching out to unbutton his coat.

  Song Min wrapped his coat tightly around him, nodded, and held onto Wen Yan's hand. "It'll be fine once we get inside the airport."

  Song Min's hands were cold and icy, Wen Yan furrowed his brow, opened the backpack behind him, pulled out a woolen scarf, wrapped Song Min tightly around, and carefully adjusted the scarf.

  Song Min reached out and held Wen Yan's face in his hands, rubbing it twice. "Ah, you're just like Doraemon's pocket, I love you even more!"

  "If you don't like me, who else can I like?" Wen Yan pinched Song Min's cheek, put on her backpack, and held Song Min's hand. "Put that hand in your pocket."

  "Oh."

  There were many people waiting for pickup at the exit. Wen Yan tightly held Song Min's hand and looked around in all directions at the exit.

  "Be careful!" Two men, one tall and one short, ran over.

  "Ah, long time no see! How come you're still so short?" The tall man had his arm around Wen Yan's shoulder, speaking in a thick Beijing accent.

  The short man scowled, "Tsk tsk tsk, you can't even get ivory out of a dog's mouth!"

  "Ah..." The short man's gaze shifted and fell on Song Min, with a hint of curiosity, "Who is this?"

  "My girlfriend, Song Min." Wen Yan coughed and briefly introduced Song Min to the two people, his voice filled with uncontrollable laughter.

  "I'm going, you little kid really found a girlfriend? Who told me that at the time I thought she was joking!!" The tall man's face was shocked, and he couldn't believe that Wen Yan had a girlfriend.

  She gave him a cool glance.

  The tall man immediately stiffened his expression, removed his hand from Wen Yan's shoulder, and stood up straight beside him.

  "Hello, Wen Yan's wife. We were university roommates." The tall man put on a flattering smile and stretched out his hand to Song Min. With the way Wen Yan was being picky, this little girl must have been able to tame him, she can't be simple, he needs to get to know her better.

  "Hello." Song Min smiled politely and was about to shake hands with him, but was stopped by Wen Yan, "Sorry, my little friend is a bit shy."

  Pfft...... The tall man's eyes widened in shock, his face full of horror. He felt that at that moment something inside him was starting to collapse. Wen Yan looked like this, it was as if he had been possessed by a ghost, rarely seen, rarely seen...

  "Hey, Wenyan's wife, he's been in the psychiatric ward for a long time." The short man with a helpless and disdainful smile looked at the tall man and pointed to his own head, "There must be some problem here, don't mind it."

  "Who are you saying has a problem? You're the one with a problem!" the tall man retorted in dissatisfaction.

  The short man looked away and said in a good temper to Wen Yan and Song Min, "Let's go out, the car is outside."

  The tall man watched the short man walk ahead, took a long stride and caught up with him in two steps. He stretched out his long arm and wrapped it around the short man's shoulder. The short man didn't push him away, and from behind, they looked like a couple...

  Song Min's body stiffened, and he looked at Wen Yan with a faint gaze, seeking confirmation from him.

  Wen Yan squeezed Song Min's hand, "Don't discriminate against them, they're not wrong."

  "No." Song Min shook his head and said in a low voice, "I'm just curious who's the attacker and who's the receiver."

  I have left the airport.

  Wen Yan coughed unnaturally and glanced to the side, suddenly turning his head back and meeting Song Min's gaze. He said seriously, "What if we can both attack and defend?"

  "Cough, cough, cough..." Song Min's eyes widened in surprise, unsure whether it was the sudden rush of cold air or his own saliva that had caused him to start coughing uncontrollably.

  Wen Yan patted Song Min's back with a pampering expression, helping her catch her breath.