Compared to the uncertainty and endless anxiety on the way here, the trip flying back to China from the High Sea carries a sense of closure.
Inside the plane, the air conditioning is set at a comfortable temperature. Outside the circular glass window is the pitch-black sky, dotted with stars. Though out of reach, the cool sea breeze and surging tides over the High Sea offer a visually cold and brilliant sensation.
The private jet is luxuriously decorated, with Ming Ge and Gong Yeyan sitting in the last row of double seats, separated by several empty seats from the others. The atmosphere around the long-separated couple is one that others cannot intrude upon.
Pregnant women are always easily fatigued and sleepy. Ming Ge rested her chin, admiring the dark and romantic nightscape outside, and soon gave a lazy yawn.
