"Take a rest, we've still got plenty of time before we reach our destination," Di Zhiwen said, yawning himself and closing his eyes to recharge.
After listening to his introduction, Yan Junze kept mulling over the different strangenesses he had learned about combined with the current situation.
It would take about three hours to fly from Tianmeng to Huaying.
Before he knew it, he had quickly fallen asleep.
The person sitting next to him, Di Zhiwen, opened his eyes, pressed the call button to summon a stewardess, and covered Yan Junze with another blanket, afraid he might catch a cold.
As the flight continued, the cabin gradually quieted down from the initial sporadic conversations, with passengers either sleeping, reading books, or putting on headphones to listen to music or play on their computers.
Di Zhiwen couldn't sleep, so he got up and walked to the restroom.