On the second day, Ning Xi took Gong Shangze on the flight home.
On the flight, Gong Shangze stared out of the window. "I thought...that I'd never be able to go home again in this lifetime..."
Ning Xi leaned her head onto her hand and shook her leg, "Hurhur, now we're flying right back! Even if that guy has stolen many of your design drafts, he will still use them up one day, and what we have is an endless treasure chest in that mind of yours!"
Gong Shangze's initially gloominess was easily perked up just by looking at the girl who was in high spirits beside him and he nodded. "Mmm!"
After that incident, he had hated the entire world, hated the unfairness that life doled out to him, and even hated himself. With such negative emotions roiling about in his heart, don't even talk about continuing to design, his entire being turned useless.
He would never have thought that on such an ordinary afternoon, he would meet someone as miraculous as her.
