Rolling Love [Liskook]

Chapter 1

HAPPY READING

Two years ago

In the clear sky, a large passenger aircraft was flying smoothly, leaving a jetstream of white in the clear blue sky.

Outside, the sun was intense, Lisa pulled the shade down and continued to work on the file on the tray table.

It was lunch time and the flight attendants were catering to the guests

The catering car came to her side, the flight attendant bent over to put her knife and fork on the table, but seeing the table filled with files, stopped, perplexed.

Lisa put down the pen, lifted her head to look at the flight attendant: "I only need a cup of coffee, thank you."

The stewardess nodded with a smile, poured the coffee and handed her the cup.

As Lisa tried to take the cup, the flight suddenly hit an air pocket.

The stewardess immediately tried to steady the cup, but the coffee spilled all over the files.

Lisa quickly reached out to protect her files in the ensuing chaos. Her quick thinking saved her files, but her skirt was stained by the coffee.

"I'm sorry! Sorry!" the stewardess hurriedly handed her a paper towel.

At this time the captain also broadcasted the notice: "We encountered a brief turbulence, we request the passengers to wear their seat belts."

Lisa hurriedly blotted the coffee on the files. Seeing a few of her documents had fallen to the the aisle, Lisa put her cup on the table, took off her seat belt and got up to pick up the documents.

As she bent to pick up the file, a hand extended the files to her. The hand belonged to the passenger sitting behind her.

Lisa first saw the part of the hand from the wrist to the elbow exposed under folded sleeves of the shirt. It was a lean arm, a watch on the wrist, the fingers slender. She reached for the file to say thank you, but as she moved her eyes up she was shocked.

As her eyes moved along the man's arm up to see the man's face, she clearly saw him quickly reading her file.

He was sitting, Lisa was standing, from her vantage point, although she couldn't see the whole face of this person, she could clearly see him stare at the file with two sharp abnormal eyes.

Inexplicably she felt so cold she coughed drily, waving her hands signalling him to handover the file and then in a deliberately strident tone to remind him "Thank you ."

The man looked up.

Far more than sharp eyes, his eyes were simply ...... as dominant as in the eagle –

which is the only feeling Lisa had when her eyes met his.

But then, those sharp eyes softened, he smiled, and handed back the file.

Lisa quickly returned to her seat, put the file back. Curious, she could not help but look back again. At this time, the passenger behind was dining. He simply looked like a handsome stranger.

Was it just her illusion? Lisa shook her head.

***

Three hours later the plane landed, the journey across the ocean was finally over.

Lisa walked towards the baggage claim. Red lips, expressionless face, black high heels hitting the marble floor with a "da da" sound, a stylish dress but stained with coffee stains made her feel slightly embarrassed