In his youth, Raymon was immersed in flashy love affairs. Until he met Ella, his heart fluttered. He already knows what love is. But unfortunately, she already belongs to someone else.
At that young age, he also did many wrong things, but fortunately, he stopped in time. He reminds himself that he will make a new life, and will seriously love someone.
As he walked through the ticket check gate, he took a deep breath, holding his head high. The future is still long ahead, as long as he knows to stop at the right time, everything is still in time.
He had barely adjusted his mood when a strong force hit him. Raymon frowned, struggling to get up.
Unfortunately, the mood had just stabilized a bit when something happened.
He turned to look at the person who had knocked him over.
Seeing a fragile girl, a small figure, struggling to find a way to stand up.
Looks like she broke her leg.
The kind Raymon lowered his head, grabbed her waist, and pulled her up.
The girl suddenly jumped into his lap, the cool scent quickly flew into Raymon's nose.
Raymon stood motionless for a few seconds.
This touch made him a little unfamiliar, the body was soft, and the gentle scent flew into his nose. Although he had touched many women before, this girl gave him a strange, fluttering feeling.
Startled, the girl pushed him away and hastily lowered her head.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to, I was afraid of being late for the flight so I was in such a hurry, please forgive me."
Raymon didn't say a word, he stared at his oval face, and his chubby cheeks were adorable. Being looked at by him like that, the girl's face turned red and avoided.
"You... can you hear me?"
Only now did Raymon come out of his dream, he raised his hand to scratch his head, and his eyes looked away, hiding his impoliteness.
"I do not blame you."
"Thank you for ignoring me, so I'll go ahead."
The girl lowered her head in front of him again before dragging her suitcase and limping forward. Raymon watched her leave, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
It took Raymon a while to get to his seat, he was quite surprised because the person sitting next to him was the girl from before.
She was hard at work typing something on her pretty little laptop.
He slowly sat down, she still didn't look up and was just interested in her work.
Raymon sat for a while, his curiosity aroused, and he peeked at her monitor.
Turns out she was writing a love story.
This girl is an author?
After a while, the girl finally finished her work, stretched her shoulders, and rubbed her tired neck.
Raymon is now focused on his computer screen.
"We're so lucky, we're on the same flight and we're sitting in the same seat."
The girl suddenly spoke up, and Raymon looked over in surprise, just seeing her smiling face.
"I discovered you a long time ago, you just didn't know."
The girl blushed, stroking her hair, smiling at him.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it, because when I'm working, I'm usually very focused, so I don't pay attention to the factors around me, it will distract me."
Raymon didn't say any more, just nodded briefly and continued his work.
The girl was ignored by him so she was a little sad, let out a breath, she closed her eyes to sleep.
He raised his hand to gently rub his forehead, working for many hours made his mind no longer clear.
Feeling heavy on his shoulder, he leaned over to look. The girl was resting her head on his shoulder, sleeping soundly.
The corner of his lips twitched, he didn't know when she leaned her head on his shoulder.
Remembering her lovely cheeks, he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch her face.
The elasticity is quite good, observing closely for a while, he guessed that the girl was about 21 or 22 years old.
Her long, curled eyelashes trembled at his touch, her smooth lips were slightly closed, and the high bridge of her nose made her face more beautiful.
The girl suddenly stirred, her arms wrapped around Raymon's arm.
He raised his eyebrows, looking at the brave girl who dared to touch a strange man.
Seeing her sleep well, he did not wake her, he fell asleep.
Eyelids began to rise, the girl opened her eyes. Then, horrified, looked down at her hand with wide eyes.
She was hugging a strange man and sleeping.
'Oh my god, Jane, what am I doing?'
Jane gently, carefully wanted to withdraw her hand, she was about to succeed when a large hand reached out and grabbed it, wrapping around her small hand.
Jane feels awkward, she blames herself for causing trouble.
She sat there watching Raymon sleep, watching forever she discovered this man was so handsome.
She moved closer, a certain distance from his face.
He has bushy eyebrows and a manly face. Long black eyelashes.
His nose is high, his angle is beautiful. She stared at it for a while and then lost herself in that face. When she realized he was awake and looking at her, Jane hurried back to her seat, pretending to fix her hair.
Raymon sensed that someone was approaching, so he just woke up and found the girl enamored with his beauty, he couldn't help but smile.
Are the writers of romance stories so enamored with men?
Raymon pretended to cough a few times, and let go of the girl's hand, he found that he was holding the other girl's hand, so he shyly turned his head to look away.
Jane found the situation a bit tense, she moved her body inward, away from Raymon.
He heard the noise, frowned unhappily at the girl, and asked.
"You are afraid of me?"
Jane shook her head, then nodded again.
Seeing her actions, he was unhappy, glaring at her. "Finally afraid or not afraid?"
Jane bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes guarding the man beside her.
"Why are you so angry with me? I... I won't touch you."
"I would love to ask why are you staring at me like that?"
"I... I..."
Jane was caught by him looking at him passionately, her face red, speechless.
Her apprehensive expression involuntarily entered Raymon's eyes, and he felt a flutter in his heart.
"So cute." He whispered.
Jane was afraid that he would get angry, she clasped her hands in front of her chest, her face pitiful looking at him.
"Sorry, I'm... It's just... you're handsome, so I wanted to take a look."