The pilot's boyfriend said I broke him

"Dear passengers and friends, our flight has landed at G City International Airport. Open the luggage rack and please pay attention to prevent luggage from slipping. Thank you for taking this flight. See you next time!" The gentle voice of the stewardess echoed in the cabin. Passengers They got up one after another, stretched their waists, and pinched their necks. Sitting down for more than ten hours along the way was indeed hard enough.

In the cockpit, the captain and the co-pilot made the final inspection, inspected the fuselage, checked the fuel level, and after registering the flight logbook, the captain said: "The flight is over, thanks for your hard work."

Chang Geng dragged his suitcase out of the hatch, and a wave of heat hit his face. He really felt like he had landed and returned home. The temperature has become one of the symbols of the city.

Walking down the corridor bridge from the nearest employee passageway, he almost felt like he was going to be beaten to the ground by the billowing red dust on the tarmac.The temperature is already extremely high, with the unobstructed apron and the heat from the plane, 40 degrees must have passed, is it 50 degrees?

Not far ahead was the crew shuttle, and he walked towards the shuttle with the captain and observers on the same flight.

Chang Geng, as the co-pilot with the least seniority on the flight, was naturally at the end when getting on the ferry.When he was waiting to get in the car, he looked back at the plane he had just disembarked from above. There were already a bunch of people and cars under the plane. The cabin cleaning, luggage and cargo loading and unloading, and maintenance inspection made him feel like a swarm of worker bees. Feeling busy around the hive.

I got into the shuttle bus and sat down, turned on the phone, and the messages on WeChat were almost gurgling out. After all, it was an intercontinental flight for more than ten hours, and there were a lot of unread messages.Although friends who are familiar with him know that he is on the flight, it does not mean that they can hold back their words.Especially the noisy "Digital Legion" group, they don't know whether these guys don't have to go to work, or they don't have to work when they go to work, how can they talk like this.

This group is full of his friends, who grew up together in the courtyard of the civil aviation community. To be precise, they have been fighting since childhood, regardless of whether they are boys or girls.Now that everyone has grown up, some have gone abroad, some have gone to Beijing or Shanghai, some have left the industry, and now there are only five people who are still sticking together like candy.

San'er: Second child, have you landed yet?

Second Uncle: Your uncle just got into the car.

Xiao Wu: The old place at night!

Fourth Master: I have to be late, why are there so many things in your company, but I'm alone.

Boss: Be careful not to be bald.

San'er: Boss, don't talk nonsense, my fourth grandfather will always be young and have hair volume forever.

The shuttle bus, as the name suggests, is just a temporary vehicle to take people out from the airport, and you have to go to the company building to take the crew bus to get home after get off work.Chang Geng was lucky, and the crew bus drove off after a short wait.He plugged the earplugs into his ears, adjusted to a comfortable sitting position, and began to close his eyes and rest in the car.It was impossible to sleep, and several flight attendants in the back row were discussing something in a low voice but enthusiastically.Chang Geng closed his eyes and rested his mind mainly because he just got off the international flight, and his biological clock was a little messed up, so he had to let himself go and adjust it.

Chang Geng's home is still a little far from the bus stop.He went to the parking lot to pick up the car and went straight home.After taking a shower, I felt drowsy, turned down the temperature of the air conditioner, covered the quilt, set the alarm clock, and fell asleep in the dark.Just before falling asleep, he gritted his teeth and hummed: Oops!Forgot to eat something!

Then he fell unconscious.

After a long afternoon's sleep, Chang Geng cleaned himself up in front of the mirror, and it turned out that he didn't look like he was wearing a pilot's uniform at all.Casual pants, a hoodie, and canvas shoes. A 27-year-old man insisted on making himself look like a college student, and went out humming a little song.

The place where I made an appointment with my buddies was a music bar called "Yesterday" where they often hung out.The abuse from Friends was severe, and they also found a place where they could get together frequently.I don't know if this bar can last as long as the coffee shop in Friends, but it seems that it won't close down in three to five years.

When Chang Geng arrived, the third and fifth children were already sitting on the couch in the nest, and they raised their hands to greet him.The boss sat beside him quietly raised his eyebrows at him.

The boss can be called the boss, it must be all-round.From his age to his temperament, to his maturity in dealing with people, in their words, he was not kicked out of their group as an old man because of the fights they had when they were young.The eldest is Yuan Cheng, and this name is very similar to the work of the previous generation. The father's surname is added to the mother's surname, which saves trouble.Yuan Cheng works in the flight control center, commonly known as the man who controls the operation of the aircraft.

The second child, Chang Geng, is 27 years old, a pilot, currently the co-pilot, and has been driving for more than two years.Today is the first time I have just returned from an international flight.

The third child, Fu Sichen, 26 years old, is a policeman. The difference from ordinary policemen is that he is an airport police officer, and his scope of work is the airport control area.

The fourth child is the only girl, because she has been playing around with boys since she was a child, and she is full of masculinity, otherwise how could she call herself "fourth master".The fourth master's name is Wen Ya, but in fact he is neither gentle nor elegant. After returning from studying abroad, he went to the company to work as a liaison with foreign airlines. Recently, the company will join the airline alliance. Wen Ya is really going to be a man. .

The fifth child, Wu Tong, is the youngest, 25 years old, the second year after graduating from medical school, and is now doing regular training at the airport hospital.Because the group of dolls in the yard are the youngest in grade, they were almost raised by their brothers and sisters touching their heads, which caused a problem, that is, they hate others touching their hair.As long as you don't mess up his hairstyle, you can say anything with a smile all day long; if someone who doesn't have eyes rubs his hair, it will blow his hair immediately.

Wen Ya really kept her word, this group of guys chatted for an hour before they came late.Throwing the bag casually on Fu Sichen, he half-slumped on the sofa, crying out for thirst.Wu Tong quickly called for a glass of warm water.

Wen Ya said in one gulp: "If this continues, no matter what my mother says, I won't do it! Those ghosts are really too difficult to deal with."

Chang Geng: "Didn't everyone say that Guilao has a simple mind and doesn't have so many gaps and gullies? Why did you make you like this?"

Wen Ya: "Don't come here! Who turned us up in the middle of the night to complain after being abused in the flight academy? Those simple ghosts all accepted the truth, and there was no room for change."

Fu Sichen: "It's so much fun to deal with people!"

Wen Ya grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it over: "You don't feel backache when you're standing and talking!"

Fu Sichen is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he picked up the pillow and threw it at it.While smashing it, he yelled: "Why did I just stand up and talk? You think the police uncle's job is easy!"

It's a good thing that everyone didn't wear work clothes after get off work, otherwise they would have to lead the report the next day if they were messing around in public.

In order not to be accidentally injured by these two lunatics, Chang Geng stepped out and planned to go to the bathroom.When turning a corner, I walked a little too fast, looked down at my watch, and stepped on a person.

Chang Geng immediately raised his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't see the way."

As soon as he finished speaking, he froze, and looked at him with a pair of big, black eyes, which sucked people straight into it like a black hole.There was a buzzing in Chang Geng's mind, thinking: What did I see?

Those eyes frowned, and said lightly: "It's okay."

Then people leave.

It took Chang Geng two seconds to regain his composure, and when he turned around to look for someone, he could no longer see him.Except for a pair of eyes, he didn't seem to see anything, and he didn't know what that person looked like. He didn't pay attention to the height, shortness, fatness or thinness, only remembered that the voice was male.I only remember that the eyes were pitch-black, so deep that it was shocking.

Chang Geng went back to sit down, the fight was over, everyone sat quietly and listened to the band playing and the singer singing on the stage.Chang Geng noticed that Yuan Cheng didn't speak much tonight, just took a sip from time to time with a wine glass, and kept watching the people on the listening stage not moving away.

Fu Sichen poked Chang Geng with his elbow, and whispered, "Boss seems to be tempted."

Chang Geng: "To whom? The one above?"

Fu Sichen: "Isn't that right. He runs here recently when he has nothing to do. He sits here all night. If we are free, he will call us. If we are not free, he will come by himself."

Chang Geng looked at the girl on the stage, she wasn't stunning, but she was pretty, and she liked to sing lyrical songs, and she had been singing for half the night.He nodded and said, "It's pretty pretty."

Fu Sichen looked sideways: "Yo, it's rare to hear your second son praise you for being beautiful."

Chang Geng glanced at him inexplicably: "What do you mean?"

Fu Sichen: "You work with a group of beauties all day long, and you have never heard of anyone who is beautiful. Those eyes are definitely above the top!

Chang Geng scolded with a smile: "Get out!" He took a sip from his wine glass, "Why does the boss just talk and not practice?"

Fu Sichen: "I don't know. I don't dare to ask random questions. I'm afraid he will stare at me."

Chang Geng spat at him: "Tsk! Virtuous! Quite promising!"

Fu Sichen raised his eyebrows: "Your future! Ask yourself about your future."

The next day was the weekend, and it happened that Yuan Cheng, Fu Sichen, Chang Geng, and Wu Tong, who worked irregular hours, also happened to have a rest.A few people dawdled until midnight before returning.Wu Tong lived close to Wen Ya, and it was his job to send Wen Ya off every time.Although everyone thought it was a one-on-one contest, Wu Tong probably couldn't beat Wen Ya, a black belt in Taekwondo.

Although Chang Geng took a long nap, he still fell asleep peacefully after being a little stimulated by alcohol at night.That night, he dreamed of many stars, all of which were bright and black, making him feel like he was falling into one black hole after another.