Chapter 212: 211 What Exactly Are You Thinking?
On Wednesday, Wang Heng boarded the flight to the Imperial Capital with the two girls.
They bought economy class tickets. The three of them were exactly in one row, sitting together, which was also suitable for chatting during the journey. With Wang Heng’s account limit, he could certainly buy business class, but that would be inconvenient for arranging three seats and unnecessary.
But once on the airplane, in front of the seats, the problem arose.
There were three seats on each side of the aisle, tightly lined up side by side. So, who should sit in the middle?
Wang Heng stood in the aisle and said, “You two go in first. I’ll sit on the outside.”
Han Yixuan said with a smile, “Xiao Le likes window seats, right?”
Pei Ningle was just about to nod when she suddenly realized something was off and immediately said, “I don’t need to sit by the window either.”
At this moment, a flight attendant nearby reminded them, “Passengers, please take your seats quickly and don’t block the aisle. Thank you.”
Pei Ningle looked around and helplessly sat in the window seat. This way, Han Yixuan sat between Wang Heng and Pei Ningle. With this seat arrangement, how could Pei Ningle not mind?
But right after, Han Yixuan leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Xiao Le, don’t be mad. I really can’t sit by the window. I’ll get motion sickness.”
“Motion sickness?” Pei Ningle couldn’t help but feel puzzled. “You’ll get motion sickness by the window, but not if you’re not?”
Han Yixuan: “I’ll get motion sickness even without being by the window, but if the window is right next to me, it’ll be especially bad.”
Hearing this explanation, Pei Ningle was really half-believing, half-doubting. She herself had experienced motion sickness from car rides as a child, but back then, as long as she went to the window to breathe fresh air, the motion sickness would ease a lot… So, should it be blamed on not being able to open the windows on the airplane for ventilation?
After nearly half an hour, the airplane accelerated and left the ground.
And at this moment, Han Yixuan’s abnormality also showed up.
Her face was pale, her hands tightly gripping the armrests on both sides of the seat, her eyes tightly closed, and her teeth clenched hard.
Seeing this, Pei Ningle had no choice but to believe it—Han Yixuan really had motion sickness and wasn’t lying.
And just then, Wang Heng grabbed Han Yixuan’s wrist and gently rubbed the inner side of her wrist joint, saying softly, “Open your eyes and look at that small screen in front.”
Han Yixuan obediently opened her eyes but was still puzzled: “What are you doing… And the screen in front is black.”
Wang Heng: “Just fix your gaze on it. Don’t look around, and don’t close your eyes. Open your mouth a little. Yes, open it.”
Han Yixuan obediently did as told.
After a short while, Wang Heng asked, “Does it feel any better?”
Han Yixuan glanced at him and nodded.
Wang Heng: “Then now, chat with Xiao Le.”
Han Yixuan: “I… what should I chat about?”
Wang Heng: “Chat about anything. The point is to distract your attention. Don’t focus on savoring the motion sickness feeling. Do something else.”
Han Yixuan nodded again, but at this moment, she noticed that Wang Heng’s hand was still pressing on the inner side of her wrist, slowly rubbing it. This way, her attention really couldn’t shift to Pei Ningle on the other side.
The girl’s cheeks gradually turned a bit red as she asked softly, “How did you know these… would have an effect?”
Wang Heng said calmly, “Saw it online before. By the way, since you know you get motion sickness, why didn’t you buy some motion sickness medicine in advance?”
Han Yixuan lowered her face: “I was busy checking Xiao Le’s luggage and forgot.”
Of course, Wang Heng also knew about this girl’s motion sickness. But just like her, before boarding the plane today, Wang Heng hadn’t thought of it.
In Wang Heng’s subjective memory, flying with Han Yixuan was something from five or six years ago—since the second playthrough restart, this was the first time today.
However, although he hadn’t thought of it before boarding, once the motion sickness symptoms really appeared, he knew exactly how to handle it specifically.
Seeing that Han Yixuan’s symptoms had eased a lot, Wang Heng withdrew his hand.
And at this moment, Han Yixuan suddenly said, “By the way, we’re all missing three days of courses. Did you ask for leave from school?”
Wang Heng: “Why bring this up suddenly?”
Han Yixuan: “You said to chat and distract attention…”
Wang Heng: “I meant for you to chat with Xiao Le, not with me.”
Han Yixuan couldn’t help but ask, “What’s the difference?”
Wang Heng picked up the book, opened it, and said seriously, “Sorry, I need to study.”
Han Yixuan looked at the thick 《Neural Networks and Machine Learning》 and was instantly speechless.
And at this moment, Pei Ningle nearby interjected, “Wait, you haven’t told us yet. Did you ask for leave from school?”
Wang Heng glanced at her: “No.”
Pei Ningle: “School won’t hold you accountable?”
Wang Heng: “Probably not, because my roommate will help me call out, and handle any matters for me.”
Hearing this, Han Yixuan couldn’t help but exclaim, “Your dormitory relationship is that good…”
“It’s okay.”
Wang Heng lowered his head, looking just like he was seriously studying.
Han Yixuan could only turn her head to the other side, looking at Pei Ningle. And Pei Ningle was also looking at her.
The two girls stared at each other for a good while, realizing they couldn’t find a topic at the moment, and could only remain awkwardly silent.
Fortunately, for Han Yixuan, the motion sickness symptoms had basically disappeared. But whether it was the distraction or Wang Heng’s earlier rubbing that worked, it was hard to say.
Recalling his technique of rubbing the inner wrist, especially the feel of his thumb pressing there, Han Yixuan blushed again. His pressure was just right—firm yet not painful, very measured, and it gave her some indescribable fantasies…
Suddenly, Pei Ningle couldn’t help but say puzzledly, “How can staring at me make you blush? What exactly are you thinking!”
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After getting off the airplane and walking out of the terminal building of the international airport, Pei Ningle suddenly stopped. She spread her arms and took a deep breath.
Clearly a girl less than 1.6 meters tall, yet she struck a particularly heroic pose and laughed loudly, “Pei Ningle is finally back! This time, I’m not some homeless dog scraping by meal to meal!”
Behind her, Wang Heng calmly complained, “Using ‘homeless dog’ on yourself—your train of thought is quite unique too.”
Meanwhile, Han Yixuan, looking at her mobile phone, said, “The program group’s car isn’t far from us. We should see it after walking a short distance ahead.”
Wang Heng asked, “What did they say? Taking us to the hotel first?”
“Yes, the rooms are all arranged. When they asked for our ID card numbers before, I guessed it would be like this…” At this point, Han Yixuan smiled slyly, “Do you think we look like parents taking our daughter out to play?”
Wang Heng glanced at Pei Ningle, who was acting chuunibyou in front of him, and decisively shook his head: “No!”
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