"Lana, you don’t have to accompany me. Take a few days off. I’m not around, and Norman doesn’t plan to return to the hotel either."
Elliana Lyle packed a set of changing clothes, deliberately choosing a white short-sleeve and white pants.
Lana said on the side, "Then I’ll stay at the hotel and wait for you to come back, so I can also take care of Auntie Phoebe."
Honestly, even if she was on vacation, she didn’t know where to go.
Elliana didn’t say much after hearing this, just said, "Do as you see fit. I’ll be back in about three days."
She packed a small suitcase and dragged it to the living room.
At this moment, Hannah Collins was carrying a black backpack over one shoulder, blending in with her black short-sleeve shirt and shorts. The bag didn’t look very big, the type popular among most trendy young men on the street, but seemed like it could be bigger.
Hannah appeared to be ready. She said, "Hannah, pack your clothes and toiletries for three days."
"Already packed, all in the bag." Hannah patted her backpack, then looked at her suitcase in confusion, saying, "You’re bringing so much?"
Elliana looked at her suitcase—an 18-inch small suitcase, though a bit empty inside. She didn’t like to buy bags, and she couldn’t just carry plastic bags around.
So she said, "No, I brought a set of clothes and toiletries."
Hannah said directly, "Just put them in my bag. I’ve still got more than half empty space." With that, she squatted down and opened her suitcase.
When they opened it, there were neatly folded short-sleeves and pants. Hannah rolled all her clothes into a cylindrical shape and put them directly into her bag.
Indeed, it saved a lot of space.
Hannah spread her hands, "Isn’t that better? When we were out before, I saw girls pushing huge suitcases on the train, and I thought they really packed a lot of stuff."
She really wanted to tell Hannah, there were indeed a lot of things inside, so many that young men wouldn’t easily dare to help.
But she wasn’t in the mood right now.
"Have you had dinner?" Hannah asked her.
She shook her head, "No." She had planned to eat something when she got back, but thinking about how she would vomit uncontrollably after getting on the plane, she figured it was better not to eat.
"Then how about eating something outside? It’s still early; it’s just 7 PM. By then, we can take the subway to the airport, which is faster than driving since it’s rush hour, and the roads will definitely be congested."
"No, I’ll just throw it up after eating, better not to eat."
"Be good now. Even if you throw it up later, it’s better than having an empty stomach. By the time you reach South City, it will be the middle of the night, and you won’t have an appetite to eat. By the time you feel like eating, it will be noon the next day."
She said helplessly, "Alright, I’ll listen to you."
Before they left, Lana grabbed a handful of candy from her room—sour candies, more sour than sweet.
Lana handed the candy to Hannah, then said, "Miss Hannah, the young lady gets airsick really bad. Put one of these candies in her mouth, it will help a lot."
"Alright, got it." Hannah casually put the candy in her pants pocket.
After leaving the hotel entrance and reaching a place with more people, Hannah naturally held her hand, perhaps afraid she couldn’t keep up.
After all, Hannah had long legs—one step for her meant quick-trotting two steps to keep up.
So now, Hannah was just walking, while she was practically jogging, suddenly reminded of when she used to go shopping with Norman Bennett.
Norman had long legs too, but his walking speed matched hers.
After walking for half a minute, she couldn’t bear it anymore and panted, "Hannah, slow down. I’m feeling dizzy."
She had eaten wontons in the morning, skipped lunch, and now she had signs of hypoglycemia.
"What’s wrong? Low blood sugar?"
Hannah then slowed down, glanced at the nearby shop, and said, "How about some hot beef noodles?"
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When the noodles arrived, the aroma made her mouth water so much that she almost wanted to swallow the bowl in one go.
She ate the noodles ravenously.
Seeing this, Hannah smiled and then interrupted her eating: "Chew a bit more, otherwise, whatever it looks like going in, that’s what it’ll look like when you throw it up later."
"..." With those words, Elliana was suddenly reminded of vomiting, and she froze, finding the noodles in front of her suddenly less appetizing.
Annoyed, she said, "Hannah!"
Seeing Little Sprout frown and puff, it seemed she was truly grossed out by what she said. Hannah quickly waved her hand with a smile, "Okay, okay, I won’t say it anymore."
After finishing the noodles, the two of them arrived at the subway station. Obviously, there wasn’t a single seat in the subway at this time, and all the poles she could hold onto were blocked by people, while she almost needed to stand on tiptoe to reach the overhead handrail.
Just as she was about to reach for the handrail, Hannah wrapped an arm around her waist, looked down, and said, "If you can’t reach, just hold onto me." She even teasingly said, "Little Sprout."
"..." If medical science were advanced enough, she would definitely get a height-increasing surgery.
But actually, sometimes it’s pretty good being a small girl, flexible enough, just like Luna, fighting like an agile snake.
With this comparison, she suddenly felt quite useless, so she should just act in more dramas and earn money. With such talent, she should make the most of it.
After all, there’s always a leader in every trade.
"North City Airport arrived..."
After getting off the subway, she started making calls with a few people, finally meeting at the outdoor plaza of the airport.
However, Tiana Harris hadn’t arrived yet; probably stuck in traffic. But there was no hurry, still on time.
"Sister Joy, Sister Phoebe."
Joy Lyle looked frail, but because of her gentle nature, she also appeared somewhat weak.
Meanwhile, Phoebe Lyle was expressionless, lost in thought, but her eyes revealed her sadness.
"Let me introduce you guys. This is Hannah. I figured it might not be safe when I return, so I brought Hannah along."
They expressed it frankly. Joy and Phoebe understood since they both knew well who Shawn Lyle and Grandma Lyle were.
But when Joy saw Hannah, she visibly hesitated, and so did Hannah.
Then, Joy proactively said, "Hello, I’m Joy Lyle."
Hannah looked at the hand extended in front of her, her eyes assessing for a moment, then she shook hands, "Hello, Miss Joy."
When Phoebe saw Hannah for the first time, she was slightly puzzled and then said, "Hello, Miss Hannah, I’m Phoebe Lyle."
Honestly, at first glance, it was hard to tell that Hannah was a woman, especially under the night lights. But upon closer inspection, it became evident.
Especially her voice; although androgynous, it leaned slightly more feminine.
At eight o’clock, Tiana Harris jogged over to the group, panting, "Sorry, I’m late."
Phoebe Lyle, expressionless, replied, "It’s okay." Then she told everyone, "Let’s go in and wait."
"Okay..." Tiana bit her lip and followed behind Elliana’s side.
She was late because of traffic, and judging by the expression earlier, someone was evidently very angry. She felt deeply guilty and began to reproach herself inside.
She clearly knew others had important matters, yet she was tardy...
At this moment, Elliana took her hand, concerned, "What’s wrong? Lost in thought?"
"Nothing... I’m fine."