A plane from Mainland China slowly landed in Zurich Airport.
Qian Wenhuan did not move. He silently watched the young man beside him, who packed his coat, bade farewell to Qian Wenhuan, then got off the plane under the guidance of the stewardess.
"Sir, the plane has landed… Sir?"
By his side, a short-haired stewardess prompted him in a soft voice.
"Huh? Oh, oh, right…"
Only then did Qian Wenhuan recover his senses. He looked around at the nearly empty cabin and hurriedly gathered his belongings.
"Hey, this passenger forgot to take his books!"
At this moment, another flight stewardess suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"Ah, what do we do?"
A few of the stewardesses immediately congregated and started twittering. "Should we bring these books to the airport storage and notify the owner?"
"There's no need for that…"