The world map and the only you

The door was unlocked, and Tong Yixin walked directly into Yan Xuan's house.

There is a very bright large floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, the sun is warm, Tong Yixin can see the fine dust in the air, and the handsome profile of Yan Xuan beside the workbench.

Yan Xuan still maintained the posture he had been in an hour or two ago, like a sculpture of a thinker, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't move a little, but his hands kept typing up and down on the keyboard.

The little girl was also lonely, and when she saw Tong Yixin coming over, she swayed her short legs very affectionately, and rubbed against Tong Yixin's feet with a "woo woo".

Yan Xuan heard the voice, looked this way, and saw that Tong Yixin had already put on his uniform. He was stunned, as if he had suddenly come to his senses, looked at his watch, and said, "Ah, is it time?"

Sure enough, I forgot...

Tong Yixin showed no expression, nodded, and said, "Yes, it's almost time, I should go."

"Didn't you say you were going to send me off..." He wanted to ask this question, but he just thought about this sentence sadly in his heart, and broke the words into pieces, bit by bit swallowed.

Yan Xuan scratched his head, looked at Tong Yixin, turned his head to look at the document that was due to be revised and handed in today on the computer screen, and sighed with a headache.

He may have only paused for a second or two, but for some reason, Tong Yixin felt that time was stretched into a line, sticking together, extending without limit, and his mood was also like this complex gradient vector line, giving birth to strange colors .Leaving aside the three or two points of disappointment, those little grievances made him feel uncomfortable. He didn't want to stand at the two ends of the balance with the work, trembling with fear.

"Is it necessary to sigh? I didn't want to cause you any trouble." Tong Yixin thought so.

A sex. Love gives people the illusion of intimacy, like watching a movie with twists and turns, but blindly dragging the progress bar, dragging it to the end all at once.But all kinds of mistakes, all kinds of karma, where they came from and where they went, are all scribbled and no one knows.

"Aren't you going to chase me?" Tong Yi thought to himself in the light and clear room under the warm winter sun.

He bit his lower lip and was about to turn around, but Yan Xuan hurriedly clicked to save the file and said, "Baby, wait a minute, I'll change clothes."

Tong Yixin: "!!!"

Yan Xuan stood up and walked towards the bedroom. When passing by him, he gently hugged his waist and kissed him on the cheek. Seeing that Tong Yixin didn't resist, she happily slipped into the bedroom.

Tong Yixin raised the corner of his mouth uncontrollably, and secretly touched his cheek.

The vector lines turned pale pink again in an instant, swaying like in the spring breeze.

The iPhone's default ringtone suddenly rang. Tong Yixin walked to the workbench, picked up the phone, walked to the bedroom and handed it to Yan Xuan: "You have a phone again."

"Thank you," Yan Xuan smiled at Tong Yixin, buckled the belt with one hand, and answered the phone with the other: "Hello, Lawyer Feng?"

"Well, yes, I talked with Mr. Wei in the morning, and it has been finalized. Let's go tonight, and we must send it before nine o'clock in the evening."

"What?" Yan Xuan paused, the corners of his mouth that were originally smiling flattened, and his expression was very irritated, "Are you going to add more materials? Wait a minute, I'll make a note."

He hurried out of the bedroom, taking paper notes.

Tong Yixin looked at Yan Xuan's back, and probably knew what it would be like today.He followed and walked out, listening to the see-saw conversation between Yan Xuan and the opposite side, but couldn't get in the way.He is so busy, forget it or don't cause trouble, it's not a big deal.Looking at the time, it couldn't be any later, Yan Xuan kept talking to the people over there without giving Tong Yixin a look.Tong Yixin didn't find a chance to talk to Yan Xuan, so he left again.

"Chasing me, that's all." Tong Yixin pulled a huge suitcase, stood in the elevator, stared at the flickering floor lights, in a daze.When he walked out of the door of the building, he was still thinking about some luck, and looked behind him, it was empty, and no one chased him out.He got on the bus and turned on his phone early for the flight, so he didn't know if he didn't receive the message or if no one wanted to contact him at all.

"Tong Yixin, b1"

"OK, thanks!"

"Wen Chen, c1"

"Thank you!"

"Fan Youyou, you're in first class today."

"Okay, thank you boss!"

The chief purser arranged for everyone to work at the regular meeting before takeoff. This time, the flight from Beijing to New York required a transfer in Hong Kong and a short stay of one day. Fly for seven days.The Boeing 777-300ER on duty is equipped with 15 flight attendants, each of whom has his or her own position and tasks, and they perform their duties and cooperate with each other.

China Airlines uses random scheduling, and the flight attendants on duty for each flight are random. However, if you fly for a few more years, you can get to know a lot of people.However, this industry is too fluid, and many friends who joined the company at the beginning are no longer working for China Airlines.Even Tong Yixin himself came back halfway.

"Hong Kong is not very peaceful recently. You must have heard about it in the news. You must pay attention to safety when you are outside the station. Protecting your personal safety is the most important thing." After watching the video on the precautions for on-board operation and other videos, he assigned a workstation , Xu Meihua, the purser, began to tell everyone to stop outside the station, "Hong Kong's recent safety risk level has been adjusted to be more dangerous. If you can't go out, don't go out, and don't join in the excitement of the parade."

Tong Yixin listened to the boss's instructions, and accidentally lost his mind. He was a little uncomfortable behind him. Sitting on a hard chair, the subtle awkwardness could not be ignored, and his waist was sore. A chief purser in the rear cabin must help the people who work in the kitchen move things, so I am worried about whether I can move.

"For New York, there is nothing to say. Everyone should pay attention to filling out the customs declaration form, and just don't bring things that are not allowed to enter the country." The purser continued.

Tong Yixin's thoughts drifted far away, so why did he do it with Yan Xuan yesterday? It was really inappropriate.And... after doing what, I feel that the two are farther apart.

Another paper figurine gathered and began to debate in his mind. The blue tie thought: "Yan Xuan is such a person, he is very serious in doing things, and work is always the most important thing."

Fen Tie wants to defend: "But this is work! It's a very important thing, and he has no choice but to work overtime on weekends."

Blue Tie listed his statement: "Then why did he offer to give it away? It's okay if he doesn't mention it. Why promise it casually if he can't do it? He also talks about chasing after him, and he won't recognize anyone after sleeping."

The red tie cleared his throat, interrupted the blue tie's well-founded debate, and said, "That... But don't you feel good too?"

Blue Tie: "..."

"Tong Yixin?" The purser called his name, "Is there anything you want to share?"

Tong Yixin snapped back to his senses, knowing that this was the last part of the regular meeting, where everyone said a tip, so he opened his mouth and said, "Be careful not to bring food such as meat and egg products to the United States. The customs have expressly prohibited of."

"Wen Chen?" The purser continued to roll the roll, and Tong Yixin heaved a sigh of relief. He no longer wanted to be strict and began to concentrate on listening.

The pre-departure meeting was over, and a group of people reached the T3 terminal to take the train to the boarding gate, walked through the crew passage, passed the customs security check, boarded the plane and began the chaotic ground preparations.Check that oxygen cylinders and other safety equipment are in good condition, count meals loaded on the ground, check cleaning supplies, heat towels, count menu newspapers...

Today, a new boy named Zhao Rui is in charge of the b2 kitchen. He is very young, probably just graduated.He wasn't very proficient in his movements yet, and he was trembling all over. When counting the meals with the ground staff, he kept his voice low, as if he was afraid of making a mistake and being scolded.Tong Yixin knew that some of his colleagues were more aggressive, but he should be regarded as the kind with "kind eyebrows and kind eyes".

"Let me help you," Tong Yixin smiled at Zhao Rui, and helped Zhao Rui clean up the messy drinks and snack packages on the table, "These juices should be placed in these two compartments. This is the refrigerator. This is the first time you fly this model?"

Zhao Rui was like a bird just hatched, at a loss for kindness, and said stupidly: "Thank you, it's my third time, I'm not very familiar with it yet..."

Tong Yixin nodded knowingly, and smiled softly: "Normal, don't be too nervous. Then just ask me if you don't know where to put it. It's okay. Also, you don't need to call me 'you', your name is My name will do."

Zhao Rui nodded. He was very grateful to meet such a talkative senior.

The three were in charge of the first half of the economy class, and Tong Yixin also helped another girl named Feng Yue sort out the menu, and the preparations for the ground were almost finished.

The voice of Xu Meihua, the chief purser, sounded on the in-flight broadcast: "The pilot has arrived in the cockpit, please go and say hello, thank you!"

Tong Yixin said to Zhao Rui and Feng Yue: "Go first, I'll just stay here." He opened the oven, touched the tin foil packaging of the towel, and told Feng Yue: "The towel is heated, no problem."

As soon as the two left, Tong Yixin supported the countertop and rubbed his temples. He felt a little dizzy. He tried his forehead with the back of his hand, but couldn't tell if he had a fever.

When Zhao Rui and Feng Yue came back, Tong Yixin walked through the long aisle to greet the cockpit, only to see that the co-pilot was Dong Fei.

The pilot didn't have a list of flight attendants, and Dong Fei didn't expect such a coincidence, so he smiled and said hello: "Hello, Yixin."

Dong Fei was a flight attendant trained at the same time as Tong Yixin before, and passed the interview as a pilot of China Airlines after only a year or two of flying.He had encouraged Tong Yixin to take the pilot test before, but Tong Yixin didn't even know how to drive a car, and he wasn't even interested in flying a plane.

"Do you know each other?" The captain looked about 30 years old, with a very easy-going personality. He was familiar with Dong Fei after flying several times. He smiled and shook hands with Tong Yixin, "Hello, Fei Yuan."

"Hi Captain, I'm Tong Yixin."

Dong Fei still wanted to chat with Tong Yixin for a few more words, but the beeper next to the driver's seat sounded noisy instructions, so he had to give up.

The flight was very smooth, and no difficult passengers were encountered.

When it landed in Hong Kong, it was a cloudy day. Tong Yixin sat on the window of the crew car, frowning uncomfortably. Dong Fei sat next to him and chatted with him.

Tong Yixin didn't chat with Dong Fei, and Dong Fei didn't take the initiative to mention it, but said worriedly: "I don't know how serious this parade is, and I don't know that the morning tea we went to before will not be open."

Tong Yixin: "..." He was a little too lazy to deal with Dong Fei's worries about the morning tea shop, and kept looking at his phone, wondering if he should turn off the flight.He was afraid that he would not know how to respond to the news, and he was even more afraid that there would be no news if there was nothing.Such contradictions set him up, and his mind was dizzy and muddled.

Dong Fei looked at him: "What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Tong Yixin gave a "hmm" and said in a low voice, "Touch my forehead, I feel like I have a fever."

Dong Fei touched it with the back of his hand, frowned and said, "It seems a little hot, I'll go to the hotel to measure it later. What's the matter? The temperature has dropped recently, so you should wear more."

It was impossible for Tong Yixin to have the nerve to tell Dong Fei about those messy things last night, so he nodded indiscriminately.

When he arrived at the hotel, Tong Yixin took a shower and lay down on the bed, staring at the phone in a daze, struggling for a while, and finally turned off the flight.

"Buzzing buzzing—" the phone began to vibrate.

Tong Yixin clicked to look at it, and it was all Yan Xuan.

【Baby, where have you been? 】

【You gone? 】

Yan Xuan might have called a few more times, but Tong Yixin didn't answer either.

[Sorry, I was too busy just now. 】

[Yixin, Brother Yixin, don't ignore me...]

[I'm so scared if you don't reply to my message, I'm sorry. 】

【Kneeling.jpg】

【Come back to me, okay】

【Are you there yet?I just checked that you landed. 】

[Brother, don't ignore me, please.Poor.jpg]

It should be because of illness, Tong Yixin felt that his nerves were very fragile, his eyes were inexplicably a little sore, and so was his heart.

He sniffed and continued to look down.

[When you come back, let's go to Xiaotangshan to soak in the hot spring, okay? You said on Weibo that you wanted to go. 】

【I go with you. 】

[I'm sure I won't work overtime, and I won't make you wait, or I'll eat my phone! ! ! 】

I don't know how this sentence pierced Tong Yixin's nerves—perhaps because such empty promises are always broken—he suddenly became a little angry, and returned to Yan Xuan, saying: [I'm here]

Send again: [But I don't want to go. 】

Yan Xuan replied in seconds: [Don't! 】

He said: [My project will definitely end next week, let's go, I will definitely accompany you. 】

Tong Yixin was more serious, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Yan Xuan's words seemed to be charity, as if everything was his own awkwardness and didn't know what to do.His eyes were hot, and he typed angrily: 【Yan Xuan, I said I don't want to go. 】

Yan Xuan: [I was wrong today, I will definitely have time next week! 】

Tong Yixin smiled, and sent: [Yan Xuan]

He restrained his smile, and sent while reading: [I don't want to follow you anymore. 】

[We broke up, why do you want me to follow you? 】

After sending, he threw the phone aside.Someone knocked on the door, and he opened it. Dong Fei came to visit with a takeaway.

Dong Fei put the packed porridge on the table, unpacked it and said, "I bought it from the porridge shop opposite. If you are sick, eat lightly."

Tong Yixin's cell phone kept "buzzing" on the bed, Dong Fei looked at him suspiciously: "Are you not answering the phone?"

Tong Yixin sighed, pressed the answer button, and Yan Xuan's voice came from the receiver, very loud.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry today."

"I didn't ask you to follow me, it was all my fault, I screwed up, baby, I love you."

"I said it yesterday, I'm afraid you didn't hear, I love you very much." Yan Xuan sounded anxious, "I like you the most, I..."

"Tch", a sneer interrupted him. With just these few words, Dong Fei could understand who he was talking to. Because of his past prejudices, he didn't need a summary of the past, and said with a half-smile, " Oh no, I said Yan Xuan, why is your face so big?"

Yan Xuan paused and said, "Who are you?"

Tong Yixin sighed wearily, not wanting to muddy the water, he sat on the bed and explained, "It's Dong Fei."

Before Yan Xuan could breathe a sigh of relief, Tong Yixin said again: "Yan Xuan, I understand, but..."

"I don't want you chasing me anymore."

"We have broken up."

"Isn't it?"

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