Chapter 784

"Dear passengers of Eastern Airlines flight MU5615, please note that we are very sorry to inform you that your flight will not arrive on time due to weather conditions. Please pay attention to our notice. We sincerely apologize to you for the inconvenience caused by the flight delay."

After picking up the ticket and passing the security check, he sat in the terminal for about half an hour before receiving the news that the flight was delayed. Su Bai simply stood up, walked into the smoking area, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

On the side of the smoking room was a tobacco and alcohol store. There were several female employees dressed like land-based passengers, but they should not be land-based passengers. They were selling cigarettes to smokers coming and going.

Their cashiers were also in the smoking area.

Su Bai leaned against the side and smoked while looking at them. To be honest, these little girls were quite pitiful. Even a veteran smoker would not be able to stand in a smoke-filled smoking room for ten hours a day. These little girls were constantly inhaling second-hand smoke as long as they went to work.

However, business was good. There were many people buying cigarettes, and many of them bought them one by one. The little girls were very busy and excited.

Su Bai threw the cigarette butt into a small barrel and walked out. He did not know when the plane would arrive, and the free time seemed a little boring.

Moreover, Su Bai did not know many listeners. Otherwise, since he was in the northeast, visiting them would be a good way to kill time.

Opposite the smoking area was a local specialty shop. With the popularization of e-commerce, specialty products seemed to be no longer as popular as before. Many people went out to travel to buy some specialty products, brought them back in big and small bags, and then searched for them on Taobao. These were all sold online, and the price was even cheaper.

"Hello, sir."

A woman stopped Su Bai.

Su Bai turned around and saw a blonde woman in a shirt and jeans standing in front of him. She was wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered most of her face.

"What's the matter?" Su Bai asked.

"Sir, are you alone?" The blonde woman pointed to the boarding gate. "I saw you sitting there waiting for the flight. I was also waiting for that flight, but unfortunately, it was delayed."

"May I ask what you mean?" Su Bai still did not understand the woman's thoughts. She was not a listener. Su Bai was sure of this.

"Can I invite you to dinner? There is a dessert shop over there. "The woman invited.

"I'm sorry, ma 'am. I don't know you." Su Bai did not believe that he would encounter any romantic encounter. If it was him in the past, wearing clothes that were custom-made by a master, it would be reasonable for women to take the initiative to approach him. But now he had purple hair, and the clothes on his body were only tens or hundreds. It was not normal for women to take the initiative to approach him.

"Please don't misunderstand. I just want to treat you to a meal." The woman invited again. "As a man, are you afraid that I'll eat you?"

"Sorry, I don't have time, and I'm not hungry."

Su Bai waved his hand and walked into the bookstore next door. He glanced at the magazines. There were not many magazines in the bookstore, and the selection was very small. However, the business should be good. After all, mobile phones could not be played on the plane. Indeed, many people would choose to buy a magazine to read on the plane.

However, the woman actually followed him into the bookstore and stood behind Su Bai.

"Ma 'am, what do you want to do?" Su Bai asked as he picked up a car magazine.

"You must go to dinner with me," the woman said very firmly.

This firm tone and such a stiff tone made it impossible to associate her with a bartender. Besides, this was the airport, not a street outside a bar.

"Okay, let's eat together."

The woman nodded and walked into a ramen shop in front.

"Didn't you say to eat dessert?" Su Bai sat down at a small table. The woman sat opposite Su Bai.

"The same."

The woman took off her sunglasses and revealed a complete face. It looked not bad and quite delicate.

"Are you mixed?" Su Bai asked.

"Yes, my mother is Chinese, and my father is British," the woman replied.

"Oh." Su Bai answered and ordered a large bowl of beef ramen and a small bowl of beef ramen. He took out the money to pay the bill. "The food in the airport is really expensive."

"Sir, you don't look like a person who is short of money," the woman said.

"Which part of me looks like a rich person?"

"You look like a rich person in every way because you have no concept or awareness of money. This means that money is just a string of Arabic numbers to you. You can't associate it with daily necessities."

Su Bai leaned back in the chair and looked at the woman in front of him. "You're quite observant."

Su Bai didn't bother to ask what the woman's purpose was. Anyway, if she continued to bother him after eating ramen, Su Bai didn't have the patience to continue playing with her.

"Monsieur, you will thank me," said the woman, in a strange way. "What do you think of the fate of men?"

"It's predestined," Su Bai replied perfunctorily. This woman wants to talk about philosophy with me?

The woman smiled slightly. "Then do you think it can be changed?"

It was a very boring and common question. Su Bai now thought that this woman was not preaching. He remembered seeing a news two years ago. Several brain-dead people preached in McDonald's and asked for the phone numbers and names of nearby diners. One of the women directly ignored them. As a result, that woman was beaten to death in McDonald's.

Judging from the way this mixed-race woman in front of him invited him to dinner and sat at the dining table, it was very likely that she was here to preach to him.

Su Bai subconsciously touched his chin, thinking back to the time when he sat on the chair in the terminal waiting for the plane. Did I look depressed and suicidal? So I attracted the attention of the cultists, and they plan to recruit me, a lost sheep in real life, into their organization?

The ramen was served. Su Bai poured some chili oil into the bowl in front of him. Just as he was about to eat, the woman spoke again.

"Sir, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Do you know what the future looks like?" Su Bai replied after taking a bite of the ramen.

The woman pretended to smile reservedly.

Su Bai was amused. Is she really trying to recruit me into the cult?

"Even if you know what the future looks like, what can you use to verify whether the future you 'see' is real or not?" Su Bai continued.

"You just need to have confidence in yourself," the woman said matter-of-factly.

"No matter how confident a person is, there will be times when they doubt themselves. No matter how good a straight-A student is at studying, they will still need to find someone else after the exam to confirm whether they are right or wrong."

"I really don't understand your way of thinking. Why do people doubt and deny themselves?"

"Because one wrong step could lead to an abyss."

There was very little ramen. Su Bai ate a few mouthfuls and scooped a few more with his chopsticks.

He put down his chopsticks. "Okay, I'm done. Goodbye, ma 'am."

Su Bai felt that he had talked enough with the woman. This was probably because he was in a good mood.

The woman's noodles were basically untouched, but she still stood up and followed Su Bai out of the noodle house.

A cigarette after a meal was better than living as an immortal. In fact, it was very simple to judge whether a person was addicted to smoking or not, and that was whether they wanted to smoke after a meal. Although nicotine did not affect Su Bai at all, he still subconsciously walked toward the smoking area.

The woman ran over and grabbed Su Bai's wrist. "You can't go in, at least not now."

"Hehe."

Su Bai pulled his hand out and continued to walk toward the smoking area.

"Why don't you tell me why I can't go in?"

"You will have an accident after you go in. I saw the chandelier above your head fall," the woman said very seriously.

"Oh." Su Bai slowly stopped. This time, he solemnly re-examined the woman in front of him. If she was not bluffing, a swindler, a swindler, or having a mental problem or paranoia, then did she have the special ability to see the future?

Karma was a delicious poison to the listener, but as long as one's level of life was high enough, one could comprehend karma. This also meant that humans, as the creatures at the top of all living things, did their souls have the genes to comprehend karma?

If that was the case, then it wouldn't be too surprising if one or two ordinary people occasionally popped out who could see the future.

After all, the probability was one in a few hundred million.

However, Su Bai still walked into the smoking area. He took out his cigarette and lit it on the cigarette lighter. As he exhaled a smoke ring, he looked out. The woman stood outside the automatic glass door and looked at Su Bai, then at the top of Su Bai's head.

Su Bai looked up,

Yo,

What a coincidence,

He was just casually picking up a cigarette, lighting it, and taking two steps, there happened to be a chandelier above his head.

The moment Su Bai raised his head, it was already too late.

"Ka-cha..." there was a crisp sound,

The chandelier fell.

The woman closed her eyes. She did not dare to look at what was about to happen. At the same time, the woman clenched her hands and kept complaining in her heart,

"Why, why, why don't you believe that what I said is true? Why do you still have to court death one by one? Why can't you believe me? Why do I have to be soft-hearted again and again? I know that they won't listen to me, but I can't help but remind them, why!!!"

"Pa..."

The chandelier shattered, and there were bursts of exclamations from all around. The smokers inside were all shocked.

At this moment, the glass door opened. The woman felt that there was a person standing in front of her. She opened her eyes and saw Su Bai. He was unharmed.

"Beautiful lady, you didn't even eat a bite of noodles just now. As a gentleman, I think I should treat you to some dessert, don't you think?"