There's a restroom on the plane; she really didn't need to rush outside.
But today, Shirley ran so fast that before he could react, she was already far ahead.
Seeing her already gone, he could only sigh.
He looked around, found a bench, and sat down to wait.
Within ten minutes, Shirley appeared beside Andrew with a plastic bag in hand.
"Here, take this, let's go."
Shirley reached out and handed the bag to Andrew, then smiled.
"What is this?"
Andrew raised his eyebrows and took it.
"Cold medicine and fever reducer. Didn't you say the plane is about to take off? You can take the medicine once you're on the plane."
As Shirley spoke, she moved forward, only to realize there was no one beside her.
Shirley froze, turned around, and saw Andrew standing not far behind.
"Why aren't you moving?"
Shirley looked curiously at Andrew, who stood still.
Andrew tightly gripped his phone, eyes flickering with complicated emotions.
How could he let go of this version of Shirley?
