On Wednesday, Wang Heng and the two girls boarded a flight to the imperial capital.

They bought economy class tickets, and the three of them were in a row, next to each other, and it was also very suitable to chat on the road. With Wang Heng’s account limit, of course, you can buy business class, but that was not convenient to arrange seats for three people, and there was no need.

But when we arrived on the plane, in front of the seat, the problem arose.

There are three seats on each side of the aisle, which are closely linked to each other. So, who should sit in the middle?

Wang Heng stood in the aisle and said, "You guys go in first, I'll sit outside."

Han Yixuan smiled and said, "Xiaole likes the seats by the window, right?"

Pei Ningle was about to nod when he suddenly realized something was wrong and immediately said, "I can do it if I don't lean against the window."

At this time, the flight attendant on the side reminded: "Perceiver, please take your seat quickly and do not block the aisle, thank you."

Pei Ningle looked around and sat helplessly in the window. In this way, Han Yixuan sat between Wang Heng and Pei Ningle. How could Pei Ningle not mind this seating arrangement?

But then, Han Yixuan leaned into her ear and whispered: "Don't be angry, Xiaole, I really can't get by the window, I'll be airsick."

"Spacesick?" Pei Ningle couldn't help but wonder, "You will faint by the window. Is it okay if you don't by the window?"

Han Yixuan: "I will dizzy if I don't lean against the window, but if there is a window next to me, I will dizzy very fiercely."

After hearing this explanation, Pei Ningle was really skeptical. She also had a car sick experience when she was a child, but at that time, as long as she went to the window to breathe fresh air, the sense of motion sickness would be relieved a lot... So, should we blame the airplane for not being able to open the window for ventilation?

After nearly half an hour, the plane accelerated and left the ground.

At this time, Han Yixuan's strangeness also showed up.

Her face turned pale, her hands tightly clenched the armrests of the seats on both sides, closed her eyes, and bit her teeth tightly.

Seeing this, Pei Ningle had to believe it - Han Yixuan was really airsick, not lying.

At this moment, Wang Heng grabbed Han Yixuan's wrist, gently rubbed the inner side of her wrist joint, and whispered: "Open your eyes and look at the small screen in front."

Han Yixuan opened her eyes obediently, but she was still confused: "What are you doing... and the screen in front is black."

Wang Heng: "Just let your eyes be fixed on that, don't look around, and don't close your eyes. Open your mouth a little, yes, open it."

Han Yixuan still did what she said obediently.

After a while, Wang Heng asked, "Does it feel better?"

Han Yixuan glanced at him and nodded.

Wang Heng: "Then now, let's chat with Xiaole."

Han Yixuan: "What am I talking about?"

Wang Heng: "You can talk about anything casually. In short, it's just to distract yourself, don't concentrate on savoring the feeling of airsickness, and do something else."

Han Yixuan nodded again, but at this time, she noticed that Wang Heng's hand was still pressing on the inside of her wrist and slowly kneading it. In this way, her attention could not be transferred to Pei Ningle on the other side.

The girl's cheeks gradually turned red and she asked in a low voice: "How do you know that these... will work?"

Wang Heng said calmly: "I watched it online before. By the way, since you know you will feel sick, why don't you buy some airsickness medicine in advance?"

Han Yixuan lowered her face and said, "I'm just checking Xiaole's luggage, I forgot."

Of course, Wang Heng knew about this girl's airsickness. But just like herself, Wang Heng did not remember this before boarding the plane today.

In Wang Heng's subjective memory, it was about five or six years ago when he took a plane with Han Yixuan - this is the first time today since the second week of reopening.

However, although he didn't remember before boarding, he was very clear about how to deal with the symptoms of airsickness after they really appeared.

Seeing that Han Yixuan's symptoms had been relieved a lot, Wang Heng retracted his hand.

At this time, Han Yixuan suddenly said, "By the way, we are all going to miss the course for three days. Have you asked for leave from the school?"

Wang Heng: "Why did you mention this suddenly?"

Han Yixuan: "You said you want to chat and divert your attention..."

Wang Heng: "I mean to let you chat with Xiaole, not with me."

Han Yixuan couldn't help but ask, "Is there any difference?"

Wang Heng picked up the book, opened it, and said seriously: "Sorry, I'm going to study."

Han Yixuan looked at the thick book "Neural Networks and Machine Learning" and was speechless.

At this time, Pei Ningle next to him interrupted, "Wait a minute, you haven't told us yet, have you asked for leave from the school?"

Wang Heng glanced at her: "No."

Pei Ningle: "The school won't settle the score with you?"

Wang Heng: "There is a high probability that it won't be, because my roommate will ask me for helping me if I have anything to do."

Upon hearing this, Han Yixuan couldn't help but sigh: "The relationship in your dormitory is so good..."

"It's okay."

Wang Heng lowered his head, as if he was studying hard.

Han Yixuan could only turn her head and look at Pei Ningle. Pei Ningle was also looking at her.

The two girls looked at each other for a long time, and found that they could not find any topic at this moment, so they could only remain silent in embarrassment.

Fortunately, for Han Yixuan, the symptoms of airsickness have basically disappeared. However, it is hard to say whether it is to divert attention or Wang Heng’s previous kneading.

Thinking back to the technique of kneading the inner side of his wrist, especially the touch of his thumb pressing there, Han Yixuan blushed again. His force was just right, and the pressing was strong without hurting her. Not only was it very sensible, but she also had some indescribable imagination...

Suddenly, Pei Ningle couldn't help but wonder: "How can you blush even if you stare at me? What are you thinking!"

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When she got off the plane and walked out of the terminal of the international airport, Pei Ningle suddenly stopped. She opened her arms and took a deep breath.

It was obviously a girl less than 1.6 meters tall, but she posed in an extremely generous position and laughed: "I, Pei Ningle, are finally back! This time, I am not a stray dog ​​who has eaten the last meal but not the next meal!"

Behind her, Wang Heng calmly complained: "The word "defeated dog" is used on himself, and his thinking is quite strange."

Han Yixuan next to him looked at his phone and said, "The car in the program team is not far from us. You should be able to see it after walking a short distance."

Wang Heng asked: "What did they say? Will you send us to the hotel first?"

"Yes, the rooms have been arranged. When I asked us for our ID number before, I guessed that it should be like this..." Having said this, Han Yixuan smiled and said, "Do you think we both came out to play with our daughter?"

Wang Heng glanced at Pei Ningle, who was standing in front of the second grade, shook his head decisively and said, "It's not like it!"
Chapter completed!