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Tristan sat on his seat and with his back against the chair. He closed his eyes for some rest. The warm lights in the carriage fell down him. He looked like an absolute gentleman in his tailored suit.

He had just reviewed a major plan last night and gave ten detailed suggestions. He didn't go to bed unto four in the morning.

He had just walked around the company for hours and was exhausted. He wanted to take a nap now.

With a pink suitcase and a bag, Claire walked in wearing a fashionable dress and a hat.

She was holding her boarding pass and looking for her seat.

The passengers were all very polite and talked in a low voice in the carriage, "Excuse me."

Claire stopped next to Tristan and checked the seat again

Although Tristan was with his eyes closed, He shouldn't have fallen asleep. She said, "Sir?"

Hearing the voice, Tristan opened his eyes and they locked eyes, both with somewhat shock.

It was a soothing eye contact.

"Sir, my seat is next to yours." Claire soon came to herself.

and let

Because her suitcase wasn't big and it was

freelance writer, she had traveled a

his seat belt and closed his eyes again. He was

taken off and the last few passengers had just arrived. The stewardesses

her bag, looked at the caller

Rowan," Rowan's gentle voice came through, "Although you have left the hospital,

Damn it!

How did he know?

out of the window at the planes while answering the phone.

"Gotit..."

finish, the broadcast

gentlemen, the flight sets off at

a plane?" Rowan was surprised, "You have only just

York. I haven't to hang up now," said Claire, "I'm not your patient anymore after I left

Then she hung up.

know why he called her. Somehow, he

and the plane took

on before wearing the patch. She closed

no one spoke.

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