The Rationalist's Marriage

Qiu Yuening set the alarm clock for four o'clock in the morning.As soon as the bell rang, he reflexively picked up the phone and pressed it to turn it off, so as not to disturb the sleeping Ding Ye.However, as soon as he sat up, Ding Ye still woke up.

"Yue Ning," Ding Ye rubbed his eyes, the room was extremely dark, "turn on the light."

"It's okay, you continue to sleep."

Ding Ye still said, "Turn on the lamp on your side."

Qiu Yuening did as he did and turned the desk lamp to the lowest level of brightness.Ding Ye closed his eyes again, as if falling asleep, making people wonder if he was talking in his sleep just now.

After washing up, Qiu Yuening left the bedroom and walked into the kitchen.The first flight takes off at 06:30, and breakfast is provided on the plane, but every time he leaves for the morning shift, he always takes some chocolate with him to replenish his energy.

The chocolates were on the flip-top shelf inside the refrigerator door, and he remembered only a bar or two left.He opened the flap while thinking about going to buy some after get off work.

Unexpectedly, the shelf that should have been empty was full, full of the milk chocolate he used to eat, even more than he had bought before.

It must have been bought by Ding Ye... It is impossible for someone else to appear in his home.They have been together almost the past two days, it should have happened a few days ago.Qiu Yuening took two pieces and put them in his bag.

The things I brought were checked the night before, so there is no need to waste time.He returned to the bedroom, wanted to see Ding Ye again, and turned off the light by the way.

Before his hand touched the switch, he heard rustling on the bed.

Ding Ye woke up again, and he spoke in a tone that didn't sound like he was in a dream: "Are you leaving?" Under the dim light, his face was mottled.

"Well," Qiu Yuening pressed his palm against his forehead, brushing his bangs lightly, "you should sleep well."

Ding Ye stretched out his left arm towards him, and made a virtual hug; Qiu Yuening understood, leaned over to embrace him, touched his lips lightly, and then quickly separated.

It was time for him to go, and he pressed the light off when he stood up.

Ding Ye got up at seven o'clock and left home for the company an hour later.He received a call from Ms. Li to discuss the time to look at the hotel.

"Mr. Ding, my wife and I want to go there together this Friday."

"This Friday..." Ding Ye glanced at the calendar on the table, Qiu Yuening was on vacation that day.

"Isn't it convenient for you?" The other party said apologetically, "My wife is too busy recently, and I'm only free on Friday. If it doesn't work this week—"

"It's okay," Ding Ye wrote down in his schedule, "Then it's Friday afternoon."

The call ended, and the time displayed on the phone screen was a quarter past nine.If everything goes well, Qiu Yuening should already be in another city.

Ding Ye clicked on "Air Travel", and the plane really showed the status of "Arrival".

But he didn't know that the next flight was delayed.

Qiu Yuening, who was thousands of miles away, was waiting for instructions with his colleagues, and was temporarily unable to fly due to the weather in Dadi.

He only ate one piece of chocolate he brought from home, and the rest was in his bag.He took out this piece too, tore open the package, and put it in his mouth.

He sent a message to Ding Ye: [Thank you for the chocolate].

Ding Ye's reply was a "shy" expression.

Qiu Yuening had never seen him make such an expression, and found it very interesting.If he said it face to face, he would have said calmly, "Don't tell me thank you."

New news came in soon: [Is it flying fast again? 】

Qiu Yuening was bored waiting, and couldn't help complaining on the phone: [It's delayed, it may take a long time, I'm going to be late again at night], followed by a "crying" emoji.

According to the normal plan, I can get off work before five o'clock today.In fact, it is not a complaint, he has encountered too many similar situations.

Ding Ye: [It's okay, don't worry, I'll wait for you for dinner. 】

It was just an unconscious childish expression, but Qiu Yuening was at a loss for such a serious reply.

Facing Ding Ye, he often encounters situations that are difficult to control: at the beginning of the relationship, he was just a little twitchy; after getting to know each other, he thought that life would enter a stable and peaceful state, but as time went by, his heart became more and more vulnerable to fluctuations. , even if it is an ordinary opportunity.

On the night of his birthday, he was fascinated by going out with the other party; now he also regrets not being able to return immediately because he saw "Waiting for you to have dinner".

When Qiu Yuening ate chocolate, he didn't like to swallow it too quickly.When it melted in his mouth, the thick sweet syrup flowed into his throat, his throat was itchy, and he felt very comfortable, just like he feels every day now.

There was no cloud in the sky above the airport. Looking up at the direction of the sun, his eyes began to swell within a few seconds. Qiu Yuening blinked and returned to the WeChat conversation with Ding Ye, and typed in the same seriousness: [No, you eat first】.

He thought for a while and continued typing.

[We often have delays, we have long been used to it, and we will not be in a hurry, as I was just now]

What is it?Want to act like a spoiled child to you?He would never say such words, even through text transmission.I had to delete the last few words and press send again.

The management center informed them to get on the plane in advance to prepare, he stopped thinking about it, explained to Ding Ye and turned off the phone.

There are no sleeping out missions these days, but the schedule is tight, coupled with occasional delays, Qiu Yuening will either go home late, or get up early the next day and need to rest, and the previous appointment with Ding Ye to go to a small shop for supper has been delayed can do so.

Thursday was relatively easy. I disembarked at [-]:[-] p.m., and several flight attendants in the same class were also on vacation tomorrow, discussing about finding a place to drink.

The purser is a relatively active woman, a few years older than Qiu Yuening, although she is not familiar with him, but seeing his young age, she is a little friendly, so she took the initiative to ask, "Xiaoqiu, would you like to have a drink with us?"

Qiu Yuening didn't like drinking, and he wanted to go home more, so he declined politely: "Sorry, I can't drink, so I won't go."

"Drinks are fine," she said, "mainly for chatting."

"That..." He was a little embarrassed, blushing and said, "Actually, I want to go back early."

"Hey," the other party was careful, and guessed the reason from his appearance, "Are you married?"

Qiu Yuening nodded: "Yes."

She showed an expression of "as expected", and joked: "Handsome guys get married early."

Qiu Yuening's face darkened a bit, "I'm sorry, we will meet again when we have a chance."

The stewardess waved at him heartily: "Then don't bother, let's go first!"

"Goodbye."

Discussions around the "bar" and "drinks" gradually fade away, and new noises immediately fill the ears-footsteps, rolling suitcases... fine and disorderly.At night, the airport is brightly lit inside and out, and the departure and return are never interrupted.

Walking outside, Qiu Yuening saw the traces left by the plane that had just departed across the clouds, and his desire to go home became more urgent, or in other words, his desire to see someone.

Ding Ye's call came not too early or too late, just before he walked to the parking lot and was about to open the car door.

"Did you get off the plane?"

"Well," he got into the car, "now go back."

"For a while... want to go for a walk?" Ding Ye paused slightly, "It's nearby."

"Supper?" Qiu Yuening immediately remembered the previous agreement.

"Well, if you're not tired."

"I'm not tired." He only went out at noon today, and the task was not heavy. He was even more excited than Ding Ye who made the suggestion. "Then let's go directly? You go downstairs and wait for me."

Ding Ye agreed.

The jacket of the uniform was stained with sweat, Qiu Yuening took a clean t-shirt from the spare bag and changed it on.After driving the car into the garage of the community, he took the elevator to the first floor.

Ding Ye stood sideways under the streetlight more than ten meters away, wearing a blue and white striped shirt and tight jeans of the same color.

Qiu Yuening didn't call him, and quietly approached him. After walking a few steps, the man turned his head in response.The figure under the silver light seemed to be standing in the center of the stage.

The author says:

Such a big tragedy happened, and now it is painful to write related topics. I read a lot of civil aviation materials before, and I have a strong sense of substitution. I always have nightmares at night. The clouds are not all romantic. Wait for a survey result.