"Say, or not." Long Yun was a little confused about such a dilemma. He racked his brains on the chair for a long time before he came up with an idea. As for whether it was easy to use, he could only act according to the opportunity after seeing his lover, and flexibly use consciousness defense techniques to deal with it.

...

In late January, Beijing has high sky and low clouds, which is a good weather suitable for flying.

As time goes by, before we know it, the Spring Festival is approaching very soon, but the festive atmosphere in the huge capital is not very strong. The busy people are still working hard. Only by taking a look at the date information inadvertently, they will realize that the traditional New Year of the lunar calendar is coming.

As the end of the year is approaching, there is still a atmosphere of the Spring Festival. People who are used to the Lunar New Year may not feel it, but it is not the case for Long Yun, who has just returned to his motherland.

The journey was smooth. In the morning, he arrived in Beijing with dust. Long Yun left the Boeing 757 passenger plane that was landing smoothly. He walked out of the boarding bridge with his handbag with the passengers. He saw red lanterns hanging high in various areas of the airport waiting hall, hanging in many places. The festival decorations posted were only some inconspicuous details, but they made him particularly friendly. The Spring Festival, which he had not cared about for a long time, seemed to have brought some special hometown meaning.

I didn’t feel that I was staying in China all day, so I went to the Middle East to fight a war. Now I’ll take a look. It’s better to have a good time for singing and dancing in China!

He returned to China on CZ6008 in China Southern Airlines and stayed in Urumqi for several hours on the way. When a long journey finally ended, Long Yun, who was queuing up to complete the entry procedures, took out his cell phone. He glanced at the date, then scratched his finger and switched to the lunar calendar. He found that today was only a few days away from New Year's Eve. He stayed abroad for a long time and there was no New Year atmosphere around him. He almost forgot that he returned to China as scheduled.

Oh, that Middle East Civil War ended so quickly...

He lined up slowly and finally waited until he came to handle the procedures. Long Yun took out an ID document with "Zhang Desheng" written on it and handed it over. While he was endlessly recalling the war he had just experienced.

Before this, he had never thought about it seriously, but now he felt very lucky. If the civil war between Syria and Iraq was not surprising if it were not for the strong intervention of several major countries through the Security Council, it would have been impossible to continue fighting for several years. In that case, he would have always been on duty at Nata, and he really didn't know when he would be able to return safely, so he would not be able to explain to his long-awaited lover.

Oh, it’s not just Su Xue. Will that young lady with a very tough temper also get angry on the spot?

The war ended. He returned to China before the Spring Festival. Now Long Yun only felt that this was a good luck. Although he was a little strange about the change in the Security Council's attitude towards the Middle East civil war, he did not think about it anymore. After completing the luggage delivery business, he dialed a familiar number and posted his phone in his ear to listen:

"Hey?--Yeah, here, where are you?"

"It's here? Great, Long Yun, the flight was very punctual today,"

A soft voice came from the receiver. The environment on the other end of the phone seemed a little noisy, but it could not hide the girl's joy. "I'm near the south gate of the waiting hall, um - you will see it when you come! Come here quickly."

"Okay, the specific location is?—"

Before he could finish his words, the other side of the phone seemed to be anxious and hung up suddenly. Long Yun was stunned for a second or two, thinking to himself what happened to Su Xue, is there anything else to do?

This time he took a plane back to China, he didn't want Su Xue or Shangguan Ling to pick him up from the airport. First, it was very convenient to take the subway by himself, and second, these two girls were too restrictive when going out, so safety and other considerations were still the second. When he went to a place where there were many people, he would inevitably be recognized. Then, if one or two reporters who wanted to catch the news came, he would probably soon have a situation of onlookers, which would be a big problem.

While thinking about this, he walked towards the south side of the hall and broke free from the bustling stream of tourists. The surrounding consciousness activities became much more purified, and the young people gradually felt a hint of clear consciousness.

The familiar warm feeling is not someone else, but naturally he is the lover he has longed for.

Facing the brilliant winter sunshine in Beijing, walking out of the south gate of the waiting hall, looking around in the passenger transfer area surrounded by a transparent dome and a large glass curtain wall for a moment, Long Yun peeked into his lover through his consciousness and greeted his lover, but a very surprised expression appeared on his face.

Seeing a group of people not far away, Su Xue's consciousness came out of it. Has this little girl been watched?

While walking forward quickly and communicating with long-lost lovers, Long Yun roughly understood from a distance that the famous young pianist was indeed recognized. At this time, he was standing next to several security guards in his arms, trying to deal with the same smile. As for the people around him, it was obvious that several part-time reporters who were squatting at the airport and collecting news, and there were a large number of fans and frowning. The atmosphere on the scene could be described as warm. He took a lot of effort to squeeze in to the front little by little:

——Su Xue, what's going on? Is this recognized by entertainment reporters?

——It's almost, it's okay; I was hiding quietly in the corner at the beginning, but now it doesn't matter~

Just as many passengers stopped and watched, some people took out their mobile phones to take photos. When recording, the reporters and characters who were crowded in front were bombarded with problems one by one. Although in places like the airport, the scene order and security guards who rushed to hear the news were maintaining, the pianist who planned to pick up her boyfriend was still a little unbearable. She waved her hand towards the direction where Long Yun squeezed in, and gave a sweet smile to the lovers who had been separated for a while:

"Long Yun! You are here, let's leave now, don't cause trouble for everyone here~"

"Ah, OK-"

"Mr. Long! - Sir, please stay. May I ask, are you Miss Su's boyfriend?"

Just raised his hand and greeted Su Xue. Before Long Yun could speak, a expensive B&K recorder next to him poked over. The excited young man asked questions in a stack of questions, and someone was taking photos frequently next to him, obviously very excited to catch this scoop:

"What do you think about 'Chenlong' entering the national trial? Captain Long-—"

"—No, no, please answer our question first. Mr. Long, when did you and Miss Su meet——"

"How are the two getting along now after they confirmed their relationship on the Ruby cruise ship last October? - In addition, rumors about the outside world..."

——This, what is this? What is this?

Long Yun, who had just gotten off the plane and was not in a state at all, was suddenly trapped in the crowd. Although no one could squeeze him, he didn't know what to say. He had no experience in this lively scene and could only give a harmless smile to the questioner who was competing with each other, telling them "no advice" with silence, while continuing to squeeze forward.

Seeing someone pushing forward, I also saw the little girl beside me waving to the man. The serious security guards didn't make things difficult for Long Yun. He finally broke free from the guys holding the recorder, the camera or just the phone. At this time, Su Xue's consciousness could be conveyed very clearly. Even if the two were already facing each other, there was noisy around and there was still people who wanted to come over to sign and take a photo, it would be most convenient to use superpowers:

——Su Xue, are you here... holding a press conference?

——Hate! Why didn’t you be serious when you met? Well... Maybe I shouldn’t have waited here in advance, but I’m really anxious~

——Okay, I get it!

You wait for a while, I will control them one by one and turn back, and do what you should do, and then-

——How can this work? Forget it, don’t use superpowers randomly. I think I’d better deal with it. In fact, it’s not a difficult thing. Then, just wait for me for a while. I know what they all want to ask, and you can get out by delaying some time here, okay?

——Uh, really...

While talking, he looked around and looked at the lively scenes in the airport transfer area. Long Yun was really surprised. Although he knew that his pianist lover was a rising star in the art world and knew how popular this little girl was, he never thought that there would be such a hot scene.

Shouldn’t these fanatical website reporters and star-chasers just follow entertainment stars and be sensational? Now they are coming to pester Su Xue?

He was surrounded by so many people on the side of the transfer area, and there were probably hundreds of passengers who were not sure about the truth from afar. Even though Long Yun had superpowers, he was a little nervous for a while. He was very clear about the limitations of consciousness penetration and could only control one person's thinking at the same time. But now he was in a siege, and these fans and reporters had no organization, so he really couldn't think of any way to disperse them together.

As for other solutions, it is useless not to mention pushing hands. After all, they gathered because of Su Xue's super high popularity. It is not easy to deal with without any mercy.

After finally returning to Beijing, he has met his lover now. Long Yun, who is standing next to Su Xue with his bag, was still a little confused. However, the little girl has already started to act. She first raised her hand to put her slightly chaotic hair, and then she happily held her coat to face these onlookers in her mood. She smiled at the reporters and writers holding the recording equipment and began to seriously answer the various strange questions they raised.

Facing everyone, Su Xue's first answer was not unexpected, and someone whistled:
Chapter completed!