207 Leave It Unknown

On the third day of the new year, it started to snow.

The temperature of minus one degree, coupled with the snowflakes carried over by the wind, made the airport several times colder than the streets.

The snowflakes filled the sky. The group took the shuttle bus to the private plane and got in to avoid the cold wind.

The interior of the cabin was very spacious. There were two beige sofas placed side by side on the left and three marble square tables on the right.

There were four sofa chairs at each square table. Behind the chairs were two brownish-red wooden doors, one of which had an LCD screen on it.

Behind the wooden door were two beds more than a meter wide. Near the end of the cabin was the food area and the resting area for the flight attendants.

“Not bad.” Chu Yuzhou sat on the sofa in satisfaction.

He took off his down jacket. “When will it take off?”

“At three o’clock.”

“Twenty minutes to go.”

“How long will it take to fly to Rome from here?” Lin Jiao sat at the marble table and adjusted her seat to find a comfortable height.

Qu Shao said, “Eleven hours.” He handed the others a cigarette and threw a match over.

“Are there any poker cards here?”

“Ask the flight attendant.”

Zhou Yanshen walked to the end of the cabin and asked the flight attendant to bring over two decks of poker cards and dice cups after takeoff.

He sat down beside Qian Yue. “They only serve wine. Do you want it?”

Pei Yilan leaned on Jiang Ye’s shoulder. “A little bit. We can sleep after drinking.”

As she spoke, she yawned. Jiang Ye placed his palm on the top of her head and rubbed it gently.

Perhaps because yawning was contagious, Shen Yi said, “I didn’t sleep until four in the morning. I’m too sleepy.”

“Where did you go?”

“Nothing. Insomnia.”

Pei Zhi told him to rest in the back to avoid being disturbed by their talking.

At three o’clock sharp, the plane slid forward.

The moment the plane left the ground and flew steadily in the air, two flight attendants brought over the wine and fruit plates they needed.

The lively atmosphere lasted until evening. After dinner, Shen Yi played with them until ten o’clock before returning to sleep.

The passenger cabin that was filled with the fragrance of wine gradually fell silent.

The group of people who were tired from playing lay on the sofa and chairs and fell asleep under the blanket.

At nine o’clock in the morning, the plane stopped at Rome’s Ciampino Airport. The eleven-hour flight ended.

Qu Shao took the group of people through the airport to meet up with Ven Olle.

“Long time no see!” Ven Olle, who was wearing a neon green down jacket, shouted the moment he saw them.

Qu Shao asked, “Where’s the car?”

“In front.” Ven Olle shook hands with them one by one. After introducing himself, he gave Pei Zhi, who paid for this trip, a hug.

“Vin Olle, which car is yours?” Qu Shao asked.

“The red one.”

“Don’t tell me it’s this one?” Qu Shao pointed at a small bus covered in graffiti.

Ven Olle nodded. “Put your luggage down first.” He opened the luggage compartment and helped stuff the luggage in.

“This car is quite cool.” Chu Yuzhou sized up the graffiti that filled the entire car. “The only flaw is that it’s too red.”

“It goes with his down jacket.”

“Green goes with red? You are bullsh*ting again.”

Ven Olle couldn’t be bothered to argue with Qu Shao. “Alright, let’s get in the car.”

January was the coldest time in Rome. The temperature in the morning fell to minus five degrees Celsius. It was really cold to stay outside for too long.

They took a 12-seater bus and drove 16 kilometers to the hotel.

The currency used in Italy was also in euros. After getting the room card, Qu Shao tipped the receptionist 2 euros.

There were a total of five two-bedroom suites on the top floor. There were ten of them, and two of them shared a room.

In order to help Qian Yue and Zhou Yanshen get closer, Qu Shao arranged for them to stay in one room.

Chu Yuzhou and Shen Yi shared a room. Qu Shao and Ven Olle shared a room, and the remaining two couples each shared a room.

“How many days are we staying in Rome?” Shen Yi dragged his suitcase and walked out of the elevator first.

“Two days.”

“Where to after that?”

“Florence, Venice, Milan.” Pei Zhi opened the door. “Ask Ven Olle about the specific attractions. He’s making arrangements.”

Qian Yue said, “It’s better not to know where we are going.” That way, she would be looking forward to it.

They agreed to go out at twelve o’clock and returned to their rooms to pack their luggage and rest for a while.

The furnishings in the room were the same as the photos they saw on WeChat. It was decorated in a European style and was extremely elegant.

A cold wind swept in from outside the glass door.

Lin Jiao turned on the heater in the room. When the temperature gradually rose, she took off her down jacket.

She placed the toiletries in the bathroom and unpacked her luggage with Pei Zhi. “Are we going to take them all out?”

‘”Leave the ones that don’t crumple easily in there.”

“Okay.” She hung up her coat and was led to the sofa to rest. “Did you tell your parents that you arrived safely?”

“Not yet.” Pei Zhi took out his phone from his pocket and swiped the screen to find that it was out of battery.

While Lin Jiao was sending a WeChat message, he found a charger to charge his phone and put his arm around her waist. “I saw it just now.”

“Yes?”

“You brought two sets of lace hollow out nightgowns.” He deliberately lowered his voice and breathed into her ear.

“So what?”

“Do you want to wear it for me to see?”

The warmth of his breath was like an electric current that ran from Lin Jiao’s neck to the top of her head.

“No.” She tilted her head to avoid looking at him, her face flushed red.

Pei Zhi kissed her lips the next second.

His fingertips passed through a few strands of long hair and held the back of her head, enjoying the moment when their breaths intertwined.

“Jiaojiao.” He let go of her in time and coaxed her gently, “I want to see it.”

Lin Jiao calmed her breathing. “When we get back.”

“Then I want to see you in a nightgown.”

“Which one?”

“The one you surprised me with last time.” Pei Zhi touched her face.

A scene flashed across Lin Jiao’s mind. It was clear enough to make her blush.

She pinched his waist. “You don’t get to choose.”