Days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for the new recruits to enlist. An Yeran didn't have much luggage, everything could be packed into one suitcase.
An Yewen and her father took her to the airport. With An Zicheng accompanying her, there was actually not much need to worry, but her father was always a little apprehensive.
"Once you reach the base, keep an eye on her. Her short temper can easily lead to conflicts," An's father said to An Zicheng.
The man nodded, "Don't worry, I will."
Before boarding the plane, he grinned and asked his cousin, "This is your first time flying, right?"
An Yeran glanced back at him, "No, this is my second time."
"Second time? Where was the first time? In a dream?"
An Yeran kicked him, "Exactly! Why do you talk so much, hurry up and get going!"
With a hearty laugh, An Zicheng boarded the plane.
An Yeran pouted, but if her experiences from the novel's world were indeed all a dream, then she had truly flown in a dream once.