The world map and the only you

Tong Yixin did a stupid thing today that makes him bury his head in the pillow in embarrassment just thinking about it.

Today, I flew directly to Sydney, and there were no twists and turns during the whole flight. Except that the Australian passengers kept ordering wine and drank the entire drink cart, there was no major problem.

The problem mainly lies in his brain circuit that suddenly twitches.

On long-term flights, the economy class kitchen will also prepare some small snacks and fruits as snacks between meals.

At that time, the flight attendants were on leave, and there was only Tong Yixin, the regional flight attendant, and a little girl who had been flying for less than a year, and her job number was at the bottom of the crew list.Passengers are quiet and very worry-free.

Usually, at times like this, the two flight attendants just chatted a few words, sorting out things to be used later, and exchanging shift schedules and plans after landing.

But this little girl named Wen Wen is extraordinarily lively.

"Brother Yixin, I'm your fan!" Wen Wen said with a smile.

"Huh?" Tong Yixin held a cup of lemon black tea and was slightly taken aback, "What?"

Wen Wendao: "Weibo! I've been following you for a long time, and I'm here to be a flight attendant because of you!"

Tong Yixin was a little surprised: "Really?"

"That's right! I've been following you for a long time, and when I saw photos of you traveling to various places, I felt that I also wanted to live this kind of life," Wen Wenchang said, "It's really great, you can go wherever you want .”

This is actually not the first time Tong Yixin has heard people say this. In the comments and private messages on Weibo before, people always come to ask him—mostly students who are about to graduate—about the interview of the airline company and their thoughts on flying. .He will always give a pertinent answer. Traveling around the world is real, and the working hours are reasonable, but the time difference and hard work behind it also exist, and you need to weigh it yourself.

Tong Yixin was concerned about Wen Wen's current state: "Then it really started to fly, what do you think?"

"I really like it!" Wen Wen said with a smile, and made another grimace, "But it's really hard to find a partner. I can't complain that you also said on Weibo that you broke up with your partner! I had an ex-boyfriend before and thought I was always away. , looking for faults in different ways, quarreling every day..." After she finished speaking, she suddenly stepped on the brakes, fell silent, and stole a glance at Tong Yixin's expression.

Tong Yixin seemed to have not heard, and silently sipped his tea with his head down.

Wen Wen, who was as quiet as a chicken, wished to kneel down for Tong Yixin, and wondered to himself which pot was not open and which pot to lift, so why did he talk about other people's privacy in front of the leader.She tiptoedly picked up an orange, pushed it away bit by bit, then handed it to Tong Yixin, and tried in a low voice: "Brother, do you want to eat the orange?"

Tong Yixin smiled: "No, it's fine, you can eat by yourself."

The kitchen in the back cabin is very close to the engine, and the air is full of humming noise when it is quiet.It stands to reason that Tong Yixin wouldn't be so embarrassed, but Yan Xuan appeared frequently recently, which made him distracted whenever he thought of this character.

At this moment, a blond-haired and blue-eyed passenger came in and greeted them politely: "Hi!"

"Hello." Tong Yixin immediately smiled professionally and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm a little hungry," the lady said, seeing the snack basket on the counter, and she pointed to the apple inside, "Can I have an apple?"

"Of course," Tong Yixin saw the man took the apple, and suddenly wanted to say a few more words to lighten the awkward atmosphere, "It's better to eat more fruits. People used to say, anappleaday, keep doctorsaway."

"Well..." The woman suddenly looked at him with a half-smile, took a bite of the apple, and said slowly, "But, I'm a doctor."

Wen Wen next to him laughed out loud.

Tong Yixin: "..."

This is the most embarrassing failed strike-up ever.

Tong Yixin was thin-skinned, and he kept this trivial matter on his mind all the way.When the meal was delivered in the afternoon, I saw the doctor again and smiled at him kindly. I felt very ashamed.

When the plane landed and wandered to the hotel in the city center, it was already night.

Tong Yixin leaned against the car window, staring at the passing lights outside the window. The images that appeared in his mind were like a montage, floating around. For a while, he thought of the words "I am a doctor" of the passengers on the plane today, and for a while, he thought of Yan Xuan.

In the past few days, Yan Xuan has been looking for excuses to hang around in front of him, borrowing something from time to time, bringing a breakfast, or asking Tong Yixin if there is any good food nearby, forcing him to chat with him.

"Actually, you can open Dianping." Tong Yi wanted to say, but in the end he couldn't bear it.

He probably couldn't bear Yan Xuan.

Ask yourself, does he have no idea what Yan Xuan wants to do?

That's not true, people who are almost thirty can't even see such obvious hospitality.Yan Xuan's way of counting, wished to take out Sima Zhao's heart, and then shouted on the side of the road with a loudspeaker.

It is absolutely impossible for him to want to spoil himself, it is an illusion of self-indulgence.

"I have been assigned to my first project in the past two days. I may be very busy and may not have time to come." Yan Xuan, who brought pancakes and tofu brains, successfully "entered the room" and occupied a corner of the restaurant.

"If you're busy, be busy, who cares about your food." Tong Yi sneered, looking at the thick-skinned opposite with a blank expression, and took a bite of the "not rare" pancake.

"When is your next flight?" Yan Xuan didn't care, and smiled at him flatteringly, like a docile sheepdog.

"Tomorrow," Tong Yixin said, his voice felt a little wrong, "How do you know I'm still flying?"

Tong Yixin narrowed his eyes slightly, his beautiful eyes turned around, and he looked at Yan Xuan suspiciously.

Yan Xuan felt a little guilty when he was looked at, and he avoided his gaze a little: "Well... just... just read your Weibo."

The morning light flows in through the windows, and the air conditioner is no longer needed in early autumn, but at this moment, there is still a little bit of warm air, baked by the sun to create a heart-burning temperature.

Tong Yixin took a sip of water, paused, and said, "Isn't it all canceled?"

"Is that why I canceled it? It was you who canceled me!" Yan Xuan argued in a low voice and complained, "It made me even get a trumpet."

Tong Yixin felt confused for a while, Yan Ming was sitting upright across the table, and the distance was by no means close, but it made him a little nervous.

But they have been separated, and they have been separated for almost a year and a half, not out of anger, and without misunderstanding.

Tong Yixin had a rare insomnia because of Yan Xuan, and the other day he flew the morning shift but couldn't fall asleep anyway.

In the end, the alarm clock did something wrong, and it was almost five o'clock when I opened my eyes. I got up half an hour late, and I still missed the shuttle bus sent by the early flight company.

At such an early hour, it is very difficult to get a car, and the whole Beijing city is dimly illuminated against the backdrop of street lights, without rush or slowness.However, Tong Yixin was very anxious. If he went to the airport now, there would still be time, but if it took another 10 minutes, it might not be so.He stood next to the huge suitcase, staring at Didi's interface, and even chose Youxiang, just like that, no one took the order.

A car drove past him twice, and when Tong Yixin turned his head, he saw a dark blue Volvo.

The car window rolled down slowly, revealing Yan Xuan's face: "Waiting for the bus?"

The lack of sleep made Tong Yixin a little sleepy, and he didn't have the energy to think about why Yan Xuan was outside so early. He shook his head in frustration and shook his phone: "I missed it, I'm taking a taxi."

"It's not easy to call at this point, let's go to the airport." Yan Xuan said as he got out of the car, took Tong Yixin's luggage to the front of the trunk, put the box in, "Let's go, I'll take you there. "He went back to Tong Yixin, grabbed his wrist, walked to the co-pilot, opened the door and stuffed him in.

Yan Xuan returned to the driver's seat, put on his seat belt, turned his head slightly, and told Tong Yixin, "Fasten your seat belt." His voice was a little tired and gentle, and the warm yellow street lights reflected his pupils. Gotta shine.

The extraterrestrial light raised a light-colored edge on the horizon, and the sky and the earth were intoxicated.

Tong Yixin saw that Yan Xuan's eyes were pale blue and bloodshot.

"Why did you go out so early?" Tong Yixin couldn't help being concerned.

Yan Xuan rubbed the tip of his nose and gave a huff: "No, I just came back."

"so late?"

Yan Xuan waited for the red light, and knocked on the steering wheel a little irritably: "I had a meeting with an American client yesterday, alas, the jet lag is really annoying."

Tong Yixin looked at Yan Yao's hand on the steering wheel, his body seemed to have a memory, and he felt an urge to cover it for a moment.No matter how healthy a person is, he can't help tormenting like this. Tong Yixin doesn't want to feel sorry for him anymore, but he really can't control it.

"Put me on the side of the road or go back to rest early." Tong Yixin casually pointed to the side, "There are many taxis on this road."

Yan Xuan: "I'll see you off."

Tong Yixin: "It's okay, I can go by myself."

Yan Xuan didn't stop and didn't make a sound, but stopped at the next red light, turned his head, and looked at Tong Yixin seriously, with a calm and serious tone: "Baby, can you just let me take care of you?"

Tong Yixin was slightly taken aback.

As soon as Yan Xuan's words came out, he knew something was wrong. He looked away and looked directly at the road, and diverted his words: "It should be too late now, won't you be late?"

Tong Yixin shook his head, then realized that Yan Xuan couldn't see, and said softly, "No."

When we arrived at the airport, there were still 10 minutes before the pre-departure meeting. Tong Yixin took his luggage and wanted to rush in. Yan Xuan stood by the car and grabbed him.

Tong Yixin turned back with some doubts, waiting for Yan Yao to speak.

Yan Xuan's eyes fell on Tong Yixin's slightly parted lips. His lips were extremely beautiful, soft and ruddy like petals with early spring dew, and water would flow out with a light touch.

Yan Ling stared blankly for a while, forgot what he wanted to say, let go of his hand, and said dryly: "It's a smooth journey."

Tong Yixin nodded, turned and left.

The pre-departure meeting, the preparations before boarding the guests, ushered in a few minutes of free time after a busy meal.Tong Yixin stood in the back cabin, took out his mobile phone, and opened his circle of friends.In the Moments posted in the past two years, there were Yan Xuan's comments, which were the head portrait of a pig.

Tong Yixin clicked on it, thought about it, and added a friend.

There is no verification process, and the dialogue interface directly displays that the addition is successful.Yan Xuan never deleted him.

Tong Yixin didn't know what he should think.

"The flight attendant is ready, the passengers are about to board the plane." The flight attendant announced on the radio.

Tong Yixin simply gave up, no longer thinking about his emotions that he couldn't understand after a thousand times.Just as he was about to turn off his phone to fly, a message popped up on the screen.

Yan Xuan: [Baby, you sit next to me, I really want to kiss you. 】

"!" Tong Yixin thought he had read it wrong, he clicked on the message prompt box, and the screen flashed to the dialogue interface between him and Yan Xuan.

On the default off-white background, there is only a light gray box with a row of small white characters embedded in it:

["Yan Xuan" withdrew a message. 】

Tong Yixin: "..."

On the other end, Yan Xuan, who had just stayed up all night, woke up completely, with a face that had been struck by lightning, and his neck was stalked like a chicken that had been plucked.

"Why did this article get sent out?" He was shocked.

Yan Ling's cell phone, which fell on the bed, displayed a neat row of small red dots and exclamation marks, and the line at the end [You have withdrawn a message] is very disruptive to the format.

But it gave birth to a bit of charming and charming.

The author says:

Sorry little angels, menstrual period plus work, tomorrow may have to stop for a day orz