C100

I saw that the woman who had tried to change seats with me was now slumped in a chair. She was breathing heavily, her face was pale, and she was rolling her eyes, as if she were about to die.

I hastily lifted the blanket and held onto the woman's arm as I asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?" At the same time, he shouted out for the flight attendant.

The woman heard me and looked at me pleadingly, trying to point at the bag that had fallen to the ground.

I quickly picked up my purse and emptied it onto the chair, scattering the contents. I saw the aerosol used by the asthmatic and quickly brought it to the woman's mouth.

At this moment, the flight attendant also rushed over. She continuously massaged the woman's chest in an attempt to calm her down.

The woman recovered quickly. She thanked the flight attendant, promised to be on the lookout for the rest of the journey, and turned to speak to me.

She grabbed the spray, looking a little embarrassed, and after a long moment, I spoke up first.

"Why didn't you say that just now?" I asked her.

"I don't want to be treated as a patient," she said.

Her husband, who had just arrived, was carrying a assortment of snacks and smiling as he placed them next to us.

"I just went to the toilet." "This is for you. Before we boarded the plane, I bought your favorite biscuit."

The woman glared at her husband, as if she was going to say something about him, but then she took the biscuit from her husband's hand and kissed him on the cheek.

I turned my head slightly and closed my eyes.

The woman and her husband exchanged a few more words before she coaxed her husband back. She pressed the dessert into my hand and let me eat with her.

"My name is Ding Min, what's your name?" Ding Min asked me. Ding Min was the type of person who would make people feel that they were forbidden from getting close to her, but after being in contact with her for a while, I felt that she was a heartless and straightforward person.

"Xia Ying." "No," I said.

The plane landed soon after. I picked up my thin jacket, which had been folded on one side, and picked up my backpack to get off the plane.

"Ding Min, I'll be leaving first." I said it offhandedly and was about to follow them down the plane.

"Let's go together." Ding Min affectionately pulled my clothes and said, "It just so happens that my family's elder Fang can help you carry your luggage."

"Alright." I smiled and nodded.

Ding Min's husband, Lao Fang, was responsible for dragging her luggage. I refused to have any help from them in pulling my luggage.

The three of us headed for the exit. Aside from the passengers on board, there were other passengers on board as well. There were a lot of people in the airport.

As I walked around, I felt a little cold. I put on the thin outer garment that I had been hanging on my arm all this time, intending to say my goodbyes to Ding Min.

But right after I put on the thin clothes, Ding Min suddenly pulled on my clothes, stared at me, and then pointed at the brooch s on the thin clothes, "What brand do you have? How come I've never seen it before? "

"Hmm?" I smiled and said, "I made this myself."

"Is that so?" The woman pondered and said, "Then can you also make one for me? I'll pay. "

"Hmm?" I looked at her and said, "I'm sorry, this is still a semi-finished product. If you need it, you can buy it after I finish it."

Ding Min reached out her hand to try and take my brooch off. I took it off first and gave it to her.

"Where is it not done?" Ding Min turned the brooch over and over again, carefully saying, "This butterfly is already very complete."

I smiled and shook my head. "Just a little bit more. If you don't mind, you can come and take a look at my jewelry store when you have time." I took a pen and paper from my bag and wrote down the address and phone number of the jewelry store.

"Welcome to take a look." "But something's happened in my shop lately, and I might not be able to do anything about the business."

"This is really pretty." Ding Min held onto my butterfly brooch, seemingly unable to let go, and said while walking, "I feel that this brooch is the most beautiful one I have ever seen."

Ding Min's husband, Lao Fang also came over, pointing at the brooch and said, "Miss Xia, how much is this brooch? "We'll buy it. As long as my family's A'Min is happy, we can pay as much as we want."

I looked at Ding Min and Ding Min's husband and couldn't help laughing.

Maybe because Ding Min and her husband, Old Fang, were talking a little too loudly, they suddenly extended their hands in an attempt to take away the brooch that Ding Min was looking at. Ding Min immediately hid the brooch in her hands and looked at the person with an unfriendly expression.

"You don't have the nerve to take it out and wear it even though the craftsmanship is so rough." The girl in front of him said with disdain.

I looked at the girl. She was only about twenty-two or three years old, very stylishly dressed, with a famous brand and a range of luxury accessories.

"Heh, who did I think it was?" Ding Min looked at the girl, "So it's that trash who had studied in France for five years and failed even at the Jewelry Design." Ding Min immediately said as if she was going to explode.

"Hmph, a nouveau riche is a nouveau riche, just like before." The girl stared at Ding Min for a second before she turned around and left, stepping on her high heels.

I looked at the girl's back and thought she was a little annoying.

"Ignore her." Ding Min comforted me, "She relied on her family's art business and looked down on people all day. My family's Old Fang has some connections with their family's business, but in fact, I have long disregarded her."

"It doesn't matter." At the same time, I watched the girl's back as she sank into deep thought. She also learned from the Jewelry Design.

Ding Min and I quickly said our goodbyes. Although Ding Min insisted on having her driver send me off, I still rejected her invitation.

I walked slowly in the airport alone, left alone, and came back alone. The romantic idol never happened to me.

Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard a radio announcement that a plane from France was about to land.

I suddenly remembered that Zhou Jin had also gone to France.

I had an idea, and I couldn't help but wonder if Zhou Jin was on this plane.

I laughed to myself. Stop dreaming.

Ever since I left here three years ago, I have rarely thought of Zhou Jin. Life has been full and busy.

However, after returning here, everything seemed so familiar, causing the memories that I had almost forgotten to flood in once again.

I waited at the elevator to see if this flight from France had Zhou Jin. I had an unrealistic dream.

But as one person after another passed before my eyes, I never saw the person I wanted to see.

Had he recovered his memory, had his dream come true? I want to ask him.

"Forget it, let's go." I whispered to myself.

Who can we blame for not meeting at the right time?

"Zhou Jin!" Just then I heard a woman's voice call out a name that had been imprinted in my heart.

Zhou Jin? Is it that Zhou Jin? Is he back?

I jerked my head back, trying to find him amid the throng of people.