The plane would take off in an hour.
Some people were already sitting at Gate 231 waiting for their tickets to be checked, but many seats were still empty.
However, the man beside the washroom had no intention of walking over. He held a paper cup, making small talk as he leaned against the corner and drank the water.
It was more like he was reducing his presence and killing time.
The reason was that he had not finished the half-filled paper cup for almost an hour. He just sipped it from time to time.
His behavior was really strange.
However, most people at the airport were only here to catch a plane. No one would notice his strangeness.
Most people did not look at him.
Occasionally, one or two young girls would sneak a glance at him and discuss with their friends. "Hey, do you think the person over there is a celebrity? Look, he's even wearing glasses and a cap. He's even covering his chin with a scarf. Isn't this the standard for celebrities to hide from the paparazzi?"
