classifiedscript Chapter 192 A Man's Eightfold Change
Chapter 192 A Man's Eightfold Change
Chapter 192 A Boy's Eighteen-Year-Old Transformation
The BMW sped along the airport expressway, with Yu Huan gripping the steering wheel and her eyes intently fixed on the road.
There was a rustling sound in the back row.
The two women were whispering to each other, and it was unclear what they were talking about.
Every now and then, you could hear Sister Ru's giggling laughter, which sounded like a goose's call.
Lin Yourong's silvery laughter unexpectedly tickled Yu Huan's eardrum, causing a smile to involuntarily appear on his lips.
Xie Ningmeng's "Because of Love, So I Love" was playing from the car stereo. As the music faded, the BMW turned right and drove into the open-air parking lot.
Yu Huan quickly glanced at the time on the dashboard; it was already 20:03 PM.
The streetlights in the parking lot emitted a faint glow in the night.
In this dim light, Lin Yourong's face appeared less clear, which added a touch of hazy beauty.
Yu Huan glanced at her intently through the rearview mirror, then unbuckled his seatbelt.
He silently walked around to the back of the car, opened the tailgate, and unloaded two heavy suitcases.
After getting off the bus, Sister Ru quickly pulled her suitcase to her side and pulled out the handle.
Yu Huan took the plastic bag containing fruit from Lin Yourong's hand, threaded the handle of the plastic bag through the handle, and placed it steadily on the suitcase.
Afterwards, Yu Huan, pulling Lin Yourong's suitcase, took the lead and escorted them to the terminal.
Wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a newsboy cap, Lin Yourong watched Yu Huan's somewhat lonely figure as he walked with his head down, seemingly feeling a little down.
With her hands empty and a crossbody bag slung over her shoulder, she hurried forward and took Yu Huan's left hand.
She said softly, "Remember to watch me on TV tomorrow night!"
Yu Huan forced a warm smile and turned to meet her gaze: "Then it's impossible to forget."
talking.
His left forearm slowly rubbed upwards.
Lin Yourong neither screamed like a chicken nor ran away in embarrassment; she simply hugged his arm tighter and nestled closer to him.
Human hands are only so big; there are many things we can't hold.
She kept walking.
A perfectly round petal.
He rubbed it back and forth in his palm.
This intimate scene made Sister Ru, who was walking behind wearing sunglasses, hiss and feel a toothache.
Upon reaching the brightly lit departure hall of Terminal 2, Yu Huan, feeling exceptionally satisfied, immediately released his grip on the tormentor.
Lin Yourong's neck and delicate, jade-like ears were flushed, and she released her grip on his hand.
There weren't many people in the departure hall; only a few passengers were checking in or strolling around leisurely.
The occasional announcements and the sound of suitcases rolling on the ground created an exceptionally quiet atmosphere.
Yu Huan remained silent as she accompanied them through the check-in process and baggage check-in, and escorted them all the way to the security checkpoint.
The couple shared a brief hug at the security checkpoint.
Lin Yourong's voice came through her mask, tinged with reluctance: "Alright, we need to get ready to board. Go find a seat and wait for your cousin."
"Remember to message me when you land." Yu Huan handed the bag containing tangerines and longans to Lin Yourong, her eyes full of concern.
"Ok!"
Lin Yourong responded softly, then turned around gracefully to leave.
During their embrace, Yu Huan observed the surroundings but did not spot any suspicious individuals carrying cameras.
The moment she turned around, he immediately and casually gave her a solid rub.
Lin Yourong turned to the side, immediately raised her hand, and playfully pushed his shoulder, but said nothing.
She simply turned her back to Yu Huan and followed Sister Ru into the security checkpoint.
Before long, before turning the corner and leaving, he glanced back and then disappeared from Yu Huan's sight.
Yu Huan raised her hand and sniffed her fingertips.
The subtle fragrance of flowers and fruits lingers for a long time.
Yu Huan chose a row of chairs near a pillar and sat down.
Occasionally, a few pairs of passengers would walk past him, talking in hushed tones, and hurry toward the boarding gate with their luggage.
In the distance, electronic displays continuously scroll flight information.
He looked around, took a deep breath, and took out his phone to kill some time.
After the screen turns on.
He discovered that Yu Chengcheng had sent him a message at 7:14:
"Brother Huan, I'm boarding!"
"I'm already at the airport. I'll check the flight information and meet you at the exit."
After replying, Yu Huan immediately began his escape from the temple.
I just tapped the icon with my fingertip.
on the screen.
A message pops up suddenly:
Honey, remember to miss me while I'm gone!
Looking at the sweet and affectionate text, Yu Huan was overwhelmed with a complex mix of emotions, finding himself momentarily captivated. Completely charmed by this pure love warrior, he didn't hesitate to close the game and immediately typed a reply in the nine-grid format:
'Of course! Thinking about my wife is the most important thing for me every day!'
There was no further reply.
Yu Huan stared blankly at the words in front of her, so much so that she couldn't recognize the word "husband" at all.
When he came to his senses, he glanced at the time in the upper left corner of the screen and realized that it was already 8:50 without him noticing.
After gathering his thoughts, he got up and leisurely made his way to the arrival floor.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the electronic display screen in front of him, carefully studying the flight information.
The next flight from Shanghai to Changsha is scheduled to arrive at 9:20, which should be Yu Chengcheng's flight.
Since it was still early, Yu Huan casually found an empty seat in a row of chairs and started playing Temple Run.
Control the character to dodge and weave.
Suddenly, a message from Yu Chengcheng popped up on the game interface:
'I'm coming! ’
Yu Huan smiled slightly, turned off her phone screen, put it in her pocket, and got up to wait at the exit.
Soon, a wave of people surged out, and Yu Huan's eyes quickly searched among them, soon locking onto a tall girl in a denim jacket.
Carrying a backpack and dragging a small suitcase.
A round, full baby face, commonly known as a "baozi face," is visible under the baseball cap.
He is very tall, but his face is relatively small.
Yu Chengcheng was also looking around for her older cousin who was supposed to pick her up at the airport.
Their eyes met, and upon reaching the lobby, they finally made contact.
Yu Huan laughed and extended his hand to her, greeting her warmly: "Crab—not meat!"
The cousins were about the same height and both wore flat shoes; Yu Chengcheng was only a few centimeters shorter than Yu Huan.
Returning to her old haunts after many years, and with her family in front of her, Yu Chengcheng was overjoyed, tightly grasping Yu Huan's hand in response:
Hey—not meat!
After their hands touched briefly and then separated, Yu Huan led her around and took a step forward.
Yu Chengcheng stared at Yu Huan's profile, looking at him from left to right, and exclaimed, "Wow, man! I feel like Huan-ge, you've become even more handsome!"
"That's what you call a boy's appearance changing drastically as he grows up!" Yu Huan joked.
Yu Chengcheng looked back at the road, her fingertips rubbing her chin as she said, "The hairstyle really suits you. Now you walk with your head held high and speak loudly. You've really stood up straight! It's great!"
"Confident men are the most handsome!" Yu Huan teased, changing the subject: "Orange, what's it like in America? Is the air sweet?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Chengcheng gently pulled her hat brim up and began to joke, "Sweet? Over there, there's a body odor that even antiperspirant can't mask!"
"You've been abroad for so long, haven't you found a foreign boyfriend yet?" Yu Huan asked with a gossipy expression.
The two siblings walked with the same pace, their long legs moving in unison.
Yu Chengcheng shook her head, a hint of disgust on her face: "Forget it, whether they're black or white, not to mention the strong smell, they're all hairy guys. You can't even look at them without removing the hair."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"I remember when I first arrived at Columbia University."
Yu Chengcheng, lost in memories, said:
"I saw a handsome blond guy with blue eyes and was about to say hello to him when the wind he brought towards me hit me. I felt like I had been punched in the head and completely lost consciousness. When I came to my senses, I found that I had vomited all over the place!"
"Is it really that exaggerated?" Yu Huan was somewhat skeptical.
Yu Chengcheng explained, "That's what you don't understand. The smell of body odor mixed with perfume is the worst. Your sense of smell is being attacked by two extremely strong smells at the same time, which is unbearable."
Yu Huan knew that her words had been artistically embellished and that she wouldn't actually say them.
He laughed and said, "Some people in our country also have body odor?"
"It's different, completely different! Foreigners have to shower first thing in the morning before leaving the house, otherwise the smell is so strong that even perfume can't mask it!"
Yu Chengcheng said repeatedly:
"If the white guy's body odor is stronger because of his more developed sweat glands and a diet rich in meat, then the black guy's body odor is simply indescribable. You can't even figure out where he smells bad; the smell is so strong it's pungent and makes your eyes water when you get close!"
Yu Huan asked curiously, "Where's Third Brother?"
Yu Chengcheng took a deep breath: "I can only say that each of the third brothers tastes different. They're all marinated to perfection, and each one is uniquely stinky. It's terrifying."
She let out a long sigh before continuing, "My Mexican friend had a birthday party, and we went to a bar to dance. Everyone was dancing until they were drenched in sweat, and the whole dance floor was like a clogged public toilet."
Yu Huan burst into laughter at her words:
"You're exaggerating!"
"It's not an exaggeration at all! In my experience, the closer a person's race is to East Asian features, the less pronounced their East Asian features are; the closer they are to Western European features, the more pronounced their Western European features are. Darkening of the race is an additional bonus. And Indians are in a league of their own, with men usually having more than women!"
"I understand. It means that everything except East Asia has a flavor, but Indians have a stronger flavor than Black people, and Black people have a stronger flavor than White people?"
"almost."
Yu Chengcheng sighed:
"It's fair to say that once you go abroad, your idealized image of a city is shattered. Take New York for example. The old white neighborhoods and wealthy areas are relatively safe, but other places are practically filthy, and people might even pull out a peanut launcher at the slightest provocation. You can feel the atmosphere of the walking dead everywhere."
Yu Chengcheng continued to emphasize, "I meant poop and pee, not cat or dog poop, you know what I mean?"
"I understand!" Yu Huan nodded. "Then you haven't stepped on a landmine, have you?"
Yu Chengcheng chuckled and raised her round chin: "When I'm out and about, I keep my eyes open and my ears open, so there's no way I'll step on a landmine!"
(End of this chapter)