Chapter 687: Chapter 687
The young man came up to Shen Siyuan and first waved his hand in front of him.
"Hello." He greeted him.
Shen Siyuan smiled and nodded at him.
"You... you can really see me?" His face was full of joy.
Shen Siyuan didn’t answer but got up and walked towards Tang Tang, looking out at the tarmac through the glass wall.
If he answered the question while sitting there, he might be regarded as insane by the two elderly people.
The young man hurried to catch up.
When they reached the glass wall, the young man eagerly asked again, "Can you really see me?"
Although Shen Siyuan had nodded earlier, he still found it hard to believe.
He had been deceased for over twenty years, visited many places, and met many people, including renowned mountains and rivers, temples, and Taoist Temples, but no one had ever noticed his presence.
He had heard from other ghosts that some people could see their existence, but he thought it was just a legend.
Now that such a person suddenly appeared in front of him, he was both surprised and delighted and feared he was mistaken, which was why he asked repeatedly.
"Yes." Shen Siyuan replied.
After receiving the affirmative answer from Shen Siyuan, even in his soul state, he felt a little dizzy.
It was as if his head was clouded with joy, or perhaps he felt he was dreaming, giving him a sense of unreality.
When people are alive, their body’s functions will change with their mood; ghosts are no different.
The original color of his body changed to fiery red, yet appeared elusive, as if it would dissipate at any moment.
Tang Tang saw this, and then looked at Shen Siyuan, pointing at the young man.
This sound brought the young man back to his senses.
"So the baby can see me too?" He said in surprise.
Shen Siyuan patted Tang Tang’s little head but did not give much explanation.
He just casually asked, "What should I call you?"
"My name is Chang Qingsong, just call me Xiao Chang." Chang Qingsong quickly said.
"Xiao Chang?" Shen Siyuan turned to look at him.
Chang Qingsong was wearing an old-style navy uniform from twenty years ago.
"If you were still alive, you’d be older than me, right?"
"Yes, if I were still alive, I would be forty this year." Chang Qingsong said and glanced back at the elderly couple sitting on the rest chair.
"How old were you when you sacrificed?" Shen Siyuan was a little curious.
Chang Qingsong looked quite young.
"Eighteen." Chang Qingsong said somewhat embarrassedly.
"Sacrificed at such a young age?" Shen Siyuan was a bit surprised. Orıginal content can be found at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚✦𝕟𝕖𝕥
"Yes, during a sea patrol, we encountered Vietnam mon...Vietnamese fishermen, had a conflict, and with the bad weather that day, there was an accident..."
You’re trying to say Vietnam monkeys, right?
"So, your parents came to Bin Hai..."
Shen Siyuan had already guessed that the elderly couple came to Bin Hai not for tourism.
Sure enough, Chang Qingsong said, "They came to pay their respects to me. Yesterday was my death anniversary."
"From Henan to here, it’s quite far." Shen Siyuan said.
The reason he was sure Chang Qingsong was from Henan was not because of his accent, but because this was the boarding gate for Henan flights.
"Yes, they come every year. The tickets to Bin Hai are really expensive, and I didn’t exactly die at the right time." Chang Qingsong muttered softly, yet shouldered most of the blame himself.
Because he passed away during the winter, and at this time, many from the Northern region head to Bin Hai to escape the cold, so ticket prices are unusually high; even if you fly to Qionghai and then take a train to Bin Hai, the price isn’t much cheaper, hence his complaint.
"You can’t say that, this isn’t something you can control, and if you could control it, not dying would be even better." Shen Siyuan comforted him.
"You’re right, actually, they don’t need to come every year. They should keep their retirement money for themselves—tickets are expensive, hotels are expensive. They’ve come to Bin Hai so many times, each time staying just one night and then leaving, without properly looking around..."
"And my squad leader, he’s not to blame either, he comes often too..."
It seemed like he hadn’t talked to anyone in a long time, so Chang Qingsong was very talkative.
Until the boarding announcement sounded, he had not yet mentioned his desire.
"Young man, it’s time to board." Chang Qingsong’s father reminded.
Seeing Shen Siyuan standing by the glass wall, he thought he was daydreaming and was worried he would miss the flight.
Shen Siyuan quickly picked up Tang Tang, who was breathing on the glass.
"We’ll talk later." Shen Siyuan said as he turned back.
It was only then that Chang Qingsong realized that he hadn’t asked Shen Siyuan for help yet.
Domestic flights usually don’t have first class, so even though Ruan Hongzhuang had booked the tickets with her VIP privileges, there was no first class, just business class seats, and they were in one of the front rows, though with much bigger space and slightly larger, more comfortable chairs than those in the back.
Shen Siyuan placed Tang Tang in the window seat, and before he could fasten her seatbelt, she was already on her knees on the chair, peering through the gap to look at the rear seats.
Shen Siyuan turned his head and also looked surprised. Coincidentally, Chang Qingsong’s parents were sitting right behind them, but they were in the regular seats, which were not separated from the business class but were slightly cramped, seated three in a row.
At that moment, beside the elderly couple sat a young man, with his head lowered, looking at his phone.
"Oh, it’s you guys, quite a coincidence."
Chang Qingsong’s mother pulled out a candy from her pocket and handed it to Tang Tang.
Tang Tang accepted it without hesitation.
Shen Siyuan was curious and looked around, wondering why he hadn’t seen Chang Qingsong, since he had just seen him board the plane.
After looking around and not seeing him, Shen Siyuan didn’t pay much attention and thanked Chang Qingsong’s mother and then made Tang Tang sit properly and fastened her seatbelt.
The little one clearly didn’t like the seatbelt and squirmed in the seat.
She looked at Shen Siyuan, twisting her body, as if complaining.
Shen Siyuan ignored her, fastened his own seatbelt, and said, "If you don’t behave, I won’t take you along."
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"A bad egg." Tang Tang said.
"It’s ’bad egg’." Shen Siyuan corrected her.
"A bad bad egg." Tang Tang replied immediately.
Chang Qingsong’s parents in the rear seats couldn’t help but chuckle, while the young man next to them shifted his gaze from the phone, looking confused.
"Eat your candy, and don’t talk. If you’re tired, take a nap."
Shen Siyuan helped her unwrap the candy and put it into her mouth.
Tang Tang became obedient, sitting cross-legged, swinging her little foot, looking relaxed.
Just then, a flight attendant came over and reminded everyone to fasten their seatbelts as the plane started to taxi slowly.
At that moment, Shen Siyuan saw Chang Qingsong coming out of the cockpit, only then realizing he had gone to watch the pilots fly the plane.
At this moment, Tang Tang suddenly hugged Shen Siyuan’s arm, showing a panicked expression, completely unlike her earlier relaxed demeanor.
Shen Siyuan wasn’t surprised. The turbulent airflow created during takeoff might only make ordinary people feel chest tightness, ear discomfort, and hearing decline, but Tang Tang, with her special vision, felt the violent airflow in the air, making the plane feel like a ship in a storm.
"It’s okay." Shen Siyuan held her in his arms, gently comforting her.
The little one was like a little quail, eyes closed tightly, head buried in Shen Siyuan’s arms, trembling.
Though inherently extraordinary, she was still just a child.