For the next ten hours, he didn't take the initiative to say anything to Tao Yaoyao. Tao Yaoyao began to sit upright, close to the cabin and pay attention to Feng Zhuo. She had a trace of a cold. After eating, she felt very sleepy and tired, and soon fell asleep. Sleepy, I felt someone came to see her and touched her forehead. The touch of her palm was familiar warmth. She knew who it was, but she was too sleepy to wave his hand, so she had to let him do it. When she woke up, she pretended she didn't know anything. After the plane landed, Tao Yaoyao didn't care about Feng Zhuo. She took her luggage and went out. She was a little dizzy. She touched her forehead and didn't have a fever. It's estimated that it's the reason why she's been sitting on the plane for too long. Feng Zhuo followed her all the way to the outside of the airport, and seemed to have plans to follow. She couldn't help looking back and staring at him: "don't talk to me." Feng Zhuo looked at her and asked lightly, "the road is your private." Of course not. This sentence choked Tao Yaoyao's language stem. She stopped talking and just walked forward with her luggage. Feng Zhuo kindly reminded her: "you seem to have gone wrong." Tao Yaoyao didn't listen and went on: "the road is not mine, but the ears are mine. From now on, don't talk to me." Feng Shao was still not angry. He picked his eyebrows and smiled instead. He didn't say much, but he still followed Tao Yaoyao. Tao Yaoyao didn't want to follow him. She deliberately ran up, pulled the suitcase and walked forward quickly, so that she could stay away from Feng Zhuo as far as possible. Seeing that she dumped him for tens of meters, she quickly stopped, reached for a taxi, wanted to take a taxi and left, completely dumped Feng Zhuo. Feng Zhuo didn't catch up, and walked forward calmly and gracefully. At this time, a middle-aged Indonesian woman came to talk to her and asked Tao Yaoyao in Indonesian. Tao Yaoyao didn't understand what she was talking about. He just felt a little dizzy. He was even more dizzy now. She replied in English: "sorry, I don't understand. Can you speak English?" The other party didn't know much English. She asked Tao Yaoyao in half Indonesian and half English. Tao Yaoyao understood those English words and knew that she wanted to know which direction the Sydney Opera House was taking a taxi. Tao Yaoyao enthusiastically uses English with gestures to answer for her. The woman didn't understand, but she suddenly thanked in English and left. Tao Yaoyao didn't know what had happened. She was dizzy. When Tao Yaoyao woke up, she found a big hole in her bag. Her wallet, ID card, mobile phone and are all gone... Tao Yaoyao is crying and has no choice but to turn around, but the woman has long disappeared. There are pedestrians around her, but they are all in a hurry. No one pays attention to her. Even if she is shouting that my bag is missing, others will look at her at most. There was only one person standing in the distance looking at her. There was no sympathy or anxiety for him, but there was a smell of schadenfreude. Tao yao was speechless and stared at him motionless. It was a long time before she made a sound, and the molar looked at him: "you... You saw it all just now?" Feng Zhuo nodded sincerely, "I see." Tao Yaoyao was stunned: "why didn't you remind me when you saw that you didn't make a sound?"