one

Zhao Yimei, I miss you very much

No, you go first

Zhao Yimei was taken aback, rendered speechless by his words.

Shen Fang was taken aback for a moment, then spoke slowly: "What do you take me for?"

Zhao Yimei had long been accustomed to his rage, and she spoke without averting her gaze: "Do you still remember that you promised me something before takeoff"

Zhao Yimei said angrily in a low voice

Zhao Yimei pulled the control lever, and the engine emitted black smoke as the airplane heavily plummeted downwards, resulting in another hard crash

Noticing his gaze, Zhao Yimei felt that it was rare for the two of them to be so calm and composed; such an opportunity would likely be hard to encounter a second time in this lifetime

Zhao Yimei's cheeks were whipped by the wind and snow as if they were about to crack, a tremendous chill enveloped them, and it felt as though their blood was about to congeal. She gripped the control stick tightly, sensing her five senses rapidly fading away

You are crazy

Shen Fangwang, as if unaware, said: "Prepare the parachute"

Somalia, they have arrived

His kiss came so suddenly and violently, as if the world fell silent in an instant

Kaka---

Shen Fang stood in front of Zhao Yimei, calmly raised his hands, and walked forward step by step

None of them spoke

three hundred feet

There is no moon here, no sea, and no land

Zhao Yimei's throat burned with intense pain, as the strong liquor crashed through her internal organs

Shen Fang laughed sarcastically: "What do you mean by saying this now? Are you trying to use this to threaten me?"

Zhao Yimei began to feel a ringing in her ears, enduring the discomfort as she struggled to open her mouth: "We must descend"

I ... ...

Shen Fang pressed his lips together and tapped the airspeed indicator, as the needle was broken

Zhao Yimei and Shen Fang did not speak, as the airplane ascended higher and higher, reaching an altitude of four thousand feet

Shen Fang suddenly reached out his hand, forcefully pried open her mouth, and poured a bottle of vodka down her throat

The plane jolted to a stop, and a commotion arose in the woods on either side, with birds taking flight and animals scattering. Zhao Yimei and Shen Fang bent down and awkwardly crawled out of the plane.

The fuselage trembled again, and it was unclear which component's screw had come loose, as the wind and waves pushed them backward

Zhao Yimei followed closely behind him, mimicking his actions and raising her hands as well. She lifted her head, and starlight fell into her eyes. Upon hearing the words spoken by the other party, a heavy stone in her heart finally fell to the ground

The flush on her face had not yet faded, and she did not dare to turn her head to look at the man beside her. Her movements were resolute as the plane once again plunged downward, the engine finally failing completely

A beam of light enters the eye, it is the city's lights. Scattered like stars, they have finally broken through the eerie clouds

The rhythm of breathing was disrupted for the two individuals, yet no words were exchanged. The airplane gradually leveled off parallel to the ground, and looking out the window, the African continent resembled a vast, slumbering sea, with lighthouses occasionally flickering in the distance

Zhao Yimei took a deep breath, gazed into Shen Fang's eyes, and said slowly and deliberately: "No matter what situation you encounter, you must survive"

The airplane was caught in a state of chaos, continuously descending. Three thousand feet, two thousand feet, racing against time towards death

I have had second thoughts. After a long pause, he suddenly spoke, using an extremely low and soft voice, saying, "Zhao Yimei, I have had second thoughts"

Zhao Yimei was calculating the direction in her mind, slowing down her flying speed, and vaguely saw that below her was a plain. She completed a circle while flying around.

Shen Fang's throat moved slightly, wanting to ask her with great difficulty and awkwardness: So, where have you been all these years

After Dong Qi's passing, she suffered from a period of aviophobia. Not only could she not board a plane, but even seeing an airplane on television would make her feel nauseous.

How did she later muster the courage to travel alone to the United States and obtain a flying certificate

Zhao Yimei turned her head to look at Shen Fang, and unexpectedly, at that very moment, he also turned his head. The two of them locked eyes.

The weather above the cloud flow began to change, and snow started to fall outside the glass window

Shen Fang let out a cold laugh and retorted, "Have you ever cared?"

How strange, Zhao Yimei thought, he is right beside me. She stole a glance at the man next to her.

The moment the wheel touched the ground, she heard his voice hoarsely say: "Yimei."

Yet even the most indestructible iron can be marked with the scorching imprint of burning flames

one thousand feet

Zhao Yimei gritted her teeth, pushing the joystick and throttle to their limits, as the engine roared once more, the sky and the aircraft flipping together, and the plane ascended again

Shen Fang smiled in a way that seemed both genuine and insincere, and retorted, "How do you know I haven't had second thoughts?"

The more Shen Fang thought about it, the more infuriated she became, and what she hated the most was that the root cause of forcing her to this point was none other than herself

She felt as if the heat from her entire body was being drained away, and she was increasingly feeling cold. Just then, a turbulent current came rushing towards them, leaving them nowhere to hide; they could only confront it head-on, breaking through the clouds at the fastest speed.

"Shen Fang, you promised me," Zhao Yimei also turned her head, locking eyes with him. She spoke each word deliberately and earnestly, saying, "In your entire life, you have never gone back on your word."

Shen Fang said coldly: "Dream on!"

Before Zhao Yimei finished speaking, the plane unexpectedly crashed into a cloud and plunged into the snow. The temperature around them dropped sharply, causing Zhao Yimei to shiver from the cold. In the next moment, both of them heard a "crack" sound, and Shen Fang turned his head to look towards the engine.

She closed her eyes, and he opened his eyes, seeing her long eyelashes fluttering. Am I dreaming? Otherwise, how could you possibly appear before me?

Zhao Yimei was struck by his words, falling silent. If she truly cared, she would not have left without a word, disappearing completely.

five hundred fifty feet

He is not entirely ignorant; he simply refuses to confront the truth

two hundred sixty feet

It has been a long time since I last saw snow

Shen Fang suddenly unfastened his seatbelt, leaned over, pressed one hand on the control stick in her hand, supported the back of her head with the other hand, and kissed her lips

The engine emitted a strange noise, and Zhao Yimei muttered curses under her breath. It seemed that night fell in the blink of an eye, with wind and hail continuously pounding against the wings. Although the wings would not be broken, this caused significant interference to the flight

Thank you she said

Shen Fang, Zhao Yimei sat up straight, staring at the vast expanse ahead, and said, "I have been away from San Francisco for many years."

He gazed intently into the distance, a vast expanse of white, as they traversed layer after layer of clouds

She once felt that Shen Fang's heart was made of iron. Incredibly hard, it would never waver, and could never be overcome

seven hundred thirty feet

"I went back," Zhao Yimei nodded and said, "My passport was stolen in South America, so I went back to handle the procedures"

The propeller stalled, and they lost balance at an altitude of ten thousand miles, nearly causing the aircraft to crash

Shen Fang finally released Zhao Yimei, letting his hand that was behind her head drop down, staring at her in a daze. Zhao Yimei's emotions surged, oxygen flooding back into her mouth and nose, as if she had been reborn after death.

He is like an absolute domain, unaffected in the slightest by the gales, torrential rains, blizzards, and howling that fate brings upon him

If necessary, even if it means sacrificing me, you must survive

Shen Fang felt as if he had just awakened from a dream, turning his head to look at Zhao Yimei in the driver's seat beside him. Her gaze was resolute, her skills proficient; the once imperious little princess had now grown into a woman capable of standing on her own and braving the winds and waves.

six hundred eighty feet

"The exhaust pipe is cracked," he said with a frown

A strong light swept over, and the patrolling soldier, hearing the commotion nearby, shouted loudly from a short distance away

She couldn't help but want to say a few more words to him: "How is Uncle Shen?"

Only she and he

The airplane flies towards the setting sun, with brilliant rays of sunset.

He suddenly became gentle, using his teeth to nibble bit by bit, delicately and softly, over her lips. It was as if he were whispering in her ear, recounting the years of separation and longing.

Shen Fang nodded slightly, swiftly removing his flight suit and roughly draping it over Zhao Yimei's shoulders

Shen replied absentmindedly, "Oh, it doesn't snow in California."

It was on the tip of my tongue, yet it turned into: "Have you been back to China?"

He wished he could grab her by the neck; he had wanted to do so for a long time. From the first time he saw her at the entrance of his villa to the last time he saw her in his dreams, every single time.