9:30 in the morning.
They boarded the plane.
On this small plane, there wasn't much distinction between the first class and economy class seating. Zhang Ye and Chenchen were seated in the fourth row, which was slightly further at the end of the first-class cabin.
"Fasten your seatbelt," Zhang Ye said.
"OK," Chenchen replied.
"Sit properly and don't run around later," Zhang Ye reminded.
"I know," Chenchen said impatiently.
When most of the passengers had boarded the plane, the cabin door was closed.
As Zhang Ye was wearing sunglasses and a face mask, the people in first class did not recognize him. They all had their heads lowered and were busy with their own affairs, some reading the newspaper while others were preparing to turn off their cell phones.
A while later, the plane took off.
