Pei Jingchuan sat beside her, noticing the deep thoughts in Jiang Yuzhu's eyes. He asked softly, "Yuzhu, what are you thinking about?"
Jiang Yuzhu smiled faintly, turned to look at Pei Jingchuan, her eyes carrying a touch of melancholy, "I'm wondering if there will be a next time after this journey ends."
Pei Jingchuan stretched out his hand, gently holding hers, his voice filled with determination, "Of course, there will be, Yuzhu. As long as you want, we can travel the world together."
His gaze shimmered with unwavering resolve and deep affection. Jiang Yuzhu felt the warmth of Pei Jingchuan's determination flooding her heart.
Jiang Yuzhu nodded, resting her head gently on Pei Jingchuan's shoulder, their hands clasped tightly. Her gaze returned to the window, quietly watching the sparkling waves on the sea's surface.
At that moment, the plane began to ascend, carrying them through the clouds towards an unknown destination.