Chapter 1

At 5 pm, the plane smoothly glided through the clouds, the cabin was quiet and peaceful, except for the... "click" "click" sound of someone taking photos next to her.

Joanna couldnt help but look at the young man taking photos by the window. He looked quite normal, in his twenties, with rosy lips, fair skin, a square face, and a gentle temperament. Dressed in a dark blue high-neck sweater paired with a black, textured long coat, he had a Korean-style straight bangs and a fluffy short hairdo with a light brown color, fashionable yet subtle. At the moment, he was doing something slightly mismatched with his fashionable appearance: holding a phone with both hands, pointing it out the window, and occasionally pressing the shutter with an "Wow" exclamation, his surprised expression made Joanna look out the window more. Clear skies, white clouds, and a shining sunset, everything looked no different from usual.

The man didnt notice others looking at him. After taking the scenery, he tilted his head against the window, made a big scissors sign with his left hand at the corner of his left eye, raised his phone high with his right hand, closed his right eye, and made an expression that he thought was looking down on the world, then pressed the shutter, "click"...

Joanna silently turned her face away, feeling like her eyes had been hurt a thousand times. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly excitedly patted her shoulder, "Hey, beautiful, can you take a photo for me?"

Joanna pointed to his phone, "On the plane... youre not supposed to use your phone, right."

"Really?" The man looked at her skeptically but honestly turned off his phone. It wasnt until the plane safely landed, over the long runway, and smoothly docked at the apron, that he took out his phone again and handed it to Joanna, "Come on, hurry up and take a couple of photos for me."

... Joanna silently looked at the extra phone in her hand.

The man noticed that Joannas face seemed abnormally pale and remembered how Joanna closed her eyes when the plane landed, "You look quite nervous, is it your first time flying?"

Joanna politely smiled, neither admitting nor denying, she just had a mild fear of flying, the "black 10 minutes" were deeply rooted in her mind.

The man laughed and comforted her, "Its okay, youll get used to it after a few flights."

After speaking, he struck a pose again, replacing the scissors sign with a thumbs-up, still with the same arrogant expression, urging Joanna, "Come on, hurry up and take a couple of photos for me."

Joanna casually took a few photos for him, and seeing that most people had left, she got up to get her luggage.

When she walked outside the cabin, the man also carried his bag and "huffed and puffed" along with her, walking side by side. Probably being a lively and talkative person, as soon as he caught up, he opened the conversation, "Hey, is this your first time in Anniston?"

Joanna was cautious, always a bit wary when traveling alone, and she didnt know the man well, so she just politely smiled, "No."

"Have you been here before?" The man became interested, "You dont look like it, Im very familiar with Anniston, I dont think Ive seen you before."

Joanna just maintained a polite smile without saying much.

The man didnt mind, "No problem, when you come, you should have a good time. There are many delicious and fun places in Anniston. Ill show you around another day, whats your WeChat? Ill add you."

As he spoke, he had already taken out his phone, opened WeChat, and said, "Wait a minute, Ill send a moment first."

Then he turned the phone screen to Joanna, "Hey, which photo do you think looks better?"

... Joanna really didnt want to look at his clear, stylish, and handsome face.

The man wasnt really waiting for her answer, as he frowned while choosing, "Its missing a silhouette shot."

He handed the phone to Joanna, "Take a silhouette shot for me."

He had already walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall, coolly put both hands into the pockets of his coat, and turned his head to instruct, "Make it artistic, with a bit of a melancholic temperament."

...

Joanna randomly "clicked" a few times for him.

The man quickly ran back, very satisfied with the photos, quickly edited them in a Seine River style, sent a moment, and wrote, "Homeward journey~", then turned the phone number to Joanna, "Okay, whats your WeChat number?"

Joanna politely refused, "Im sorry, I dont use WeChat."

She was also in a hurry and unconsciously.

The man had long legs and quickly caught up, still entangled in the WeChat matter, "Really? What era is this... But it doesnt matter, leaving a phone number is fine."

Joanna pretended not to hear and went straight to the luggage area to get her luggage. The man also had to get his luggage, and while bending over to pick up the box, he said, "Youre alone, right? Where are you staying? Ill give you a ride as a thank you."

Joanna turned her head and smiled at him, "Thank you, but no need, my boyfriend is waiting for me outside, Ill go first."

Joannas appearance was quiet, and with this slight smile, her eyebrows and eyes curved into a beautiful crescent shape, lively and gentle, which stunned him for a moment. Joanna had already taken this opportunity to leave and deliberately went around to the restroom before going out, not seeing anyone again, and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she ran into him again at the entrance.

The man was waving at a man standing not far away, seemingly the one who came to pick him up.

He also saw Joanna and grinned at her, "Your boyfriend hasnt arrived yet?"

Joanna smiled politely, "Yes, hes almost here."

"Have a good time." The man smiled and wished her well, his gaze already turning to the man who came to pick him up, and glanced to the side, "Just you alone? Boss didnt say he was coming to pick me up?"

"At the entrance, on the phone."

The conversation fell into Joannas ears without missing a word. Almost instinctively, Joanna followed the direction of the mans finger and saw the tall man standing sideways at the entrance, her steps slightly paused.

The man was on the phone, facing sideways to the entrance, one hand casually in the black long coat pocket, the other hand holding the phone, a casual yet handsome posture, tall and straight, the whole person was shrouded in the afterglow of the sunset, with a sparse and indifferent calm aura.

Perhaps her gaze was too focused, the man on the phone suddenly turned his head slowly, Joanna subconsciously turned her back, her heart beating a little faster, her hand lightly covering her face, and walked towards the taxi stop outside.

Lao Liu looked at Ethan and waved excitedly, "Boss!"

Ethan glanced at him, then slowly moved his gaze to the direction where Joanna had left, his brow slightly wrinkled.

Lao Liu had already dragged his small suitcase to the front, seeing Ethans gaze focused on a certain place, with a thoughtful look, he lightly patted him, "What are you looking at?"

His eyes unconsciously followed his gaze and saw Joanna, who was facing away from them, hailing a taxi. He immediately "ah"ed, then suddenly realized, "You said these girls are quite vain, right? Taking a taxi is just taking a taxi, they have to pretend, saying their boyfriend is coming to pick them up."

Beside him, Lao San restrained himself from slapping his forehead, "Dont give yourself face. Isnt this just a womans way of rejecting to chat? A girl is alone in a strange place, not familiar with the surroundings, and not familiar with you, she would be silly to get on your car."

Ethan moved his gaze back to Lao Liu, "Do you know her?"

"Well... we were on the same flight and sat together."

"Whats her name?" Ethan suddenly asked.

... Lao Liu suddenly remembered that Joanna hadnt told him her name.

Ethan glanced at him and didnt say anything more, leaving a light sentence "Lets go," his tall figure had already gone towards the car.

Lao Liu got in the car, and as the car was about to pass in front of Joanna, Lao Liu remembered the name, stuck his head out from the passenger seat, and shouted