Chapter 688: Chapter 688
Once the plane ascended into the stratosphere, it stabilized.
At this moment, Tang Tang’s emotions also calmed down, and she slowly raised her head to look around.
"Is it your first time flying, little girl?"
Chang Qingsong, who had been watching beside her, casually asked.
At this time, Tang Tang turned her gaze out of the window and saw large clouds not far from the fuselage. The sunlight painted the clouds with a golden hue, making them appear more concrete at this moment.
Tang Tang’s mouth dropped open, looking out of the cabin in astonishment.
In others’ eyes, this might be a simple beautiful view of sunlight-drenched clouds, but in Tang Tang’s eyes, she seemed to be flowing down a brilliantly colored river.
The whole world transformed its colors, bursting forth unseen hues, forming a long, colorful river, with the plane she was in appearing as a boat drifting along.
"We’re flying in the sky, you know," Shen Siyuan whispered in her ear.
Tang Tang tilted her small head, seemingly thinking of something, and her eyes lit up with joy.
Then she began blowing puffs of air towards the window.
Shen Siyuan hurriedly cupped his hand over her small mouth.
"This is an airplane," Shen Siyuan softly reminded her in her ear.
If she called the wind, who knew if it would affect the flight, although he was not worried about himself, the plane had many passengers, and if something went wrong, he couldn’t take care of them all.
Shen Siyuan felt his palm being licked by a tiny tongue, sticky with the sugar still in the little one’s mouth.
Shen Siyuan looked out the window, wondering if the wind had indeed been summoned by her, given the already present strong winds outside the cabin.
In reality, the wind had indeed been "summoned" by the little rascal, fortunately, it wasn’t strong enough to impact the plane.
The peculiar aspect was that they seemed to have a life of their own, like spirits of the wind, swirling around the fuselage as the plane sailed through the colorful river, seemingly observing how the plane flew.
It seemed Tang Tang connected with the wind through some link, not just sharing sight, but more accurately, the wind becoming her extension, turning her into a wind spirit, tiring quickly of observing the plane.
Instead, she was attracted to the golden sea of clouds and soon darted towards them, running across the clouds, carving out ravines in a short time.
Those in the cabin, catching such a rare sight, craned their necks to watch.
And Shen Siyuan finally confirmed, the wind indeed had been "summoned" by the little one.
But he didn’t stop her, merely patted her on the little head, as long as there was no threat to the plane, he’d let her be.
Soon, Tang Tang lost interest in "plowing the earth," wiggling in her seat to free herself from her seatbelt.
Shen Siyuan, seeing this, simply unbuckled her, as they were in the steady stratosphere.
Once freed, the little one kneeled on the seat, first peeking towards the cockpit, then looking back at the seat behind her.
Spying Chang Qingsong’s parents, she immediately stretched her small hand through the gap between the seats.
"Can I have a candy?" she asked.
"What a cheeky little one you are,"
Shen Siyuan gave her a playful tap on her little bottom, smiling wryly.
"It’s alright, she’s fine ,"
Chang Qingsong’s mother produced a handful of candies for Tang Tang, almost more than she could hold.
"Say thank you, Grandma," Shen Siyuan reminded.
"Thank you, Grandma,"
Tang Tang obediently thanked her, attention immediately focused on the candies.
"Only one more, or your teeth will fall out," Shen Siyuan said while peeling a candy for her.
Tang Tang opened her mouth, showing her small, fine teeth.
"I know you’ve got lots of teeth, now close that mouth."
The little one’s teeth were extraordinary, looking somewhat intimidating, better not to draw attention.
Chang Qingsong, quietly watching beside, knew the plane’s close seating meant not much private conversation with Shen Siyuan, observing silently, avoiding air crew bustling by.
Tang Tang, restless, settled in Shen Siyuan’s embrace, dozing off.
Shen Siyuan held her, closing his eyes to rest, leaving no opportunity for Chang Qingsong to speak.
When they finally deplaned, he hurried after Shen Siyuan.
"Brother, could you help with something?"
Though older by years, he addressed Shen Siyuan as brother, a habit.
"Call me Mr. Shen," Shen Siyuan instructed.
"Okay, Mr. Shen," Chang Qingsong quickly corrected.
And apologized, "Sorry, too impolite of me, talking continuously without knowing your name."
"It’s alright, continue with your matter," Shen Siyuan replied, holding Tang Tang as they exited.
With Tang Tang clinging to Shen Siyuan’s neck, upon spotting Chang Qingsong and his parents behind, she waved her little hand and grinned broadly.
"If only Qingsong were here, well, his kids would be about this big, wouldn’t they?" said Mrs. Chang.
"No way, if he were alive, his kid would be in middle school by now," answered Mr. Chang.
And both fell silent.
Up ahead, Chang Qingsong finally shared his wishes with Shen Siyuan.
He just wanted to pass some words to his parents, a desire many departed souls had.
His words were rather plentiful though.
"Why not tell them yourself then,"
"What?" It took a moment for Chang Qingsong to react.
Shen Siyuan said no more, holding his thoughts and fingers, he briefly absorbed him into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, immediately releasing him.
Stunned, Chang Qingsong examined himself, turning to look at his parents.
Shen Siyuan cautioned, "Avoid drawing attention, don’t appear to the crowd."
"Yes, Banner Master,"
Chang Qingsong promptly acquiesced, attempting to kneel, restrained by Shen Siyuan’s thought.
"I’ll be in Bin Hai for three days, meet at the airport the day after tomorrow," Shen Siyuan instructed.
"Thank you, Banner Master, thank you, Lord Governor..." profusely thanked Chang Qingsong. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝓷𝓮𝓽
Shen Siyuan waved dismissively, silent, carrying Tang Tang towards the airport exit.
Without luggage, Shen Siyuan smoothly exited.
A gust of cold wind greeted them, causing Tang Tang to shiver in his arms, making Shen Siyuan realize Henan’s winter was chillier than Bin Hai’s.
Quickly, he found a secluded spot to retrieve Tang Tang’s luggage from the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
Mao Sanmei, ever meticulous, had packed warm clothing, and swiftly, he dressed her, turning her into a bundled up little bundle.
Never having worn so much before, the little one looked uncomfortable, tugging at her clothes with a pout, her grin vanished.
"Let’s go," Shen Siyuan said, taking her hand, leading the way.
The little one had tiny legs, encumbered further by the layers; Shen Siyuan, with long strides, inadvertently had her stumbling in pursuit.
Not complaining, Shen Siyuan didn’t notice at first, but suddenly something felt off, turning, he found her floating behind him, like holding a balloon, no resistance noticed.
Quickly retreating, Shen Siyuan clutched her underarm, surveying the vicinity for onlookers, finally relieved there were none.
Looking down, he found her gazing up like a little turtle.
She grinned up at Shen Siyuan.
I know you’re gifted but ease up on the superpowers, please.
On a plane, and you’ve learned flying; ride a rocket, you’d rocket past space!