flying planet

Whether the flight was delayed or cancelled, it was definitely impossible, because it was an early morning schedule. Ye Xiwu put on a blindfold to catch up on sleep after getting on the plane. She thought she would not be able to sleep well, but she didn't want to sleep well. Also had a dream.

In the dream, it was Jian Xinglai again, with a crew cut, delicate and handsome face. He came to Ye Xiwu's gardening club for the first time at that time, and he looked like he didn't like anything. Gu.

"Why do big men like flowers?" Jian Xinglai asked casually.

Ye Xiwu still remembers his tone to this day, conceited, beating up, not likable at all.

When the landing gear was lowered, Ye Xiwu woke up in a daze. The stewardess came forward to remind her to land. Ye Xiwu yawned, squinted her eyes and sat up slowly.

He recalled Jian Xinglai's expression in the dream, and couldn't help showing a smile, but he was afraid that the smile would be too big to cause misunderstanding by the people around him, so he patted his face to wake himself up.

It was raining a lot in Kunming at this time, and Ye Xiwu got off the plane to pick up her luggage, only to find that she had forgotten her mobile phone on the plane when she touched her pocket. She had no choice but to turn back and find the check-in director. She had to wait for more than an hour to get it. .

Ye Xiwu was sitting in the arrival hall of the airport with her luggage, she was a little absent-minded, and she didn't know if it was bad luck, but every time she just got Jian Xinglai's contact information, something would happen to her In my senior year, I had a hard time exchanging mobile numbers with the other party. When I returned to my hometown, my mobile phone was stolen on the train. At that time, it was calling the police and broadcasting. Ye Xiwu went to the station for a whole month to post a reminder , You don't need the mobile phone, just ask the person who took it to return the sim card to him.

Back then, the connection between people was much weaker than it is now. A number seemed to be able to carry all the joy and thoughts. If you lose it, you will lose everything.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Ye Xiwu Ye?" The check-in director arrived at some time, holding Ye Xiwu's cell phone in his hand.

Ye Xiwu hurriedly stood up: "That's right, it's me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang immediately. The check-in director probably endured for a long time before he couldn't help complaining: "We started the phone to confirm the owner of the phone, but this guy keeps calling and hasn't stopped until now. .”

As soon as Ye Xiwu lowered her head, she saw the words "Jian Xinglai" on the screen.

he:"……"

The check-in director seemed to be handing a bomb: "Hurry up and pick it up."

Ye Xiwu had no choice but to pick it up.

Jian Xing's voice didn't seem real even after thousands of kilometers: "Where are you?" He asked.

Ye Xiwu answered honestly, "Kunming Changshui Airport."

Jane Xinglai: "..."

Ye Xiwu: "..."

Jian Xinglai asked again: "Did you lose your phone?"

Ye Xiwu: "I just found it."

Jian Xinglai was not very happy: "How old are you, and you still lost your phone."

Ye Xiwu opened her mouth and found that there was really no good reason to refute, so she could only apologize and say, "Sorry..."

Jian Xinglai snorted, and after a while, he asked, "What are you doing in Kunming?"

Ye Xiwu: "I'll buy some goods." He thanked the check-in director, and went out of the airport to the car rental point while carrying his luggage. Jian Xinglai obviously didn't want to hang up on the phone, so he had nothing to say: "What are you bringing in?"

Ye Xiwu thought about it, and said, "Succulent."

Jian Xinglai was silent for a long time before asking: "What is succulent?"

Ye Xiwu: "..."

This is not the first time that Jian Xinglai asked this kind of question. They first met when they first met. When Ye Xiwu was planting flowers, Jian Xinglai also asked similar questions. I thought that after so many years, Jian Xinglai should improve a little bit, but it turned out that In the end it was the same, nothing had changed.

As a junior, he can always understand everything he is interested in, and he is like a blank sheet of paper when he is not interested.

"You know so many flowers, why don't you know more about meat?" Ye Xiwu started the car, and couldn't help but make fun of him.

Jian Xinglai seemed to have just checked what succulents are, and said reasonably, "Succulents are not flowers."

Ye Xiwu laughed softly.

Jian Xinglai listened to his laughter on the other side, feeling his eardrums were itchy, he waited for a while before saying, "How long are you going to stay there?"

Ye Xiwu didn't think much about it, and replied, "About two weeks. There are too many types of succulents, and I don't know much about them. I'll have to look more to make a decision."

Jian Xing said "oh".

Ye Xiwu comforted him and said, "I'll treat you to dinner when I come back, okay?"

Jian Xinglai said lightly: "Let's talk about it."

Ye Xiwu was a little disappointed: "Oh, I have to talk more...you are such a busy person."

Jian Xinglai didn't refute, he found a reason to hang up the phone, and called Zhang Weinian in the next second.

Secretary Zhang seemed to have learned the experience of previous failures, and began to report as soon as he entered the office: "I asked Ms. Chen from Aihua Studio, Boss Ye went to Kunming to discuss business, and he will be back in about half a month. Do you want to come back? Wait until he comes back to arrange the itinerary, such as having a meal or gathering?"

"No need." Jian Xinglai raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently.

Zhang Weinian: "?"

Jian Xinglai: "Book me a plane ticket to Kunming tonight."

Zhang Weinian: "?!"

At this time, Jian Xinglai can still not forget the nature of a businessman, and make the best use of everything: "By the way, you can ask that Miss Chen, what hotel their boss is staying in, and she helped me book it together."

Zhang Weinian: "..."

Chen Lai obviously didn't understand that Zhang Weinian was so concerned about Ye Xiwu's itinerary, she said smartly: "You don't have any conspiracy, do you? Xinglai Hotel doesn't want to develop the wedding business, and compete with us in the industry ?”

"..." Zhang Weinian felt pain in his head, "We are such a big hotel and look so rich, do we need to steal your jobs?"

Chen Lai: "Who knows, the hotel is not easy to operate now, maybe you will lose a lot."

Zhang Weinian was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "Sister, speak auspiciously, we let you enter the wedding venue without charge, can you remember something?"

Chen Lai reluctantly accepted his kindness, but after thinking about it, he was still uneasy: "Then why do you want Ye Xiwu to stay in some hotel? You want to chase him?"

Zhang Weinian thought to himself, "I'm chasing you, auntie", but he still had to make up a reason: "It just so happens that our boss is going there on a business trip, and I really believe in Boss Ye's vision. Don't ask, tell me." I am a hotel, I will give you a red envelope!"

"You think you can get me done with a red envelope?" Chen Lai said unyieldingly, and after a while, he asked him furtively, "...how much will you give this time?"

Zhang Weinian: "..."

Probably even Ye Xiwu himself didn't expect that his entire Kunming plan was sold out because of a red envelope, so that when he returned to the hotel alone after dinner with a few flower market owners, he saw it at the front desk. A familiar figure.

The stitches on Jian Xinglai's head had just been removed a few days ago, and his hair hadn't grown back yet. He was too lazy to get a new hairstyle, so he simply put on a fleece cap to cover it up.

Ye Xiwu couldn't believe it, he rubbed his eyes, looked at Jian Xinglai and turned around.

I don't know if it's because of the effect of the hat to modify the shape of the face. Jian Xinglai looked more tender than usual. He was originally very beautiful, but now standing in the lobby of an old and run-down hotel, he was mistaken for a star. Like a set.

"..." Ye Xiwu still felt that he was dreaming, he watched Jian Xinglai walk in front of him, and couldn't recover for a while.

Jian Xinglai said with disgust, "Why do you live here?"

Ye Xiwu blinked: "Why are you here?"

Before Jian Xinglai could speak, Ye Xiwu suddenly stretched out his hand, as if wanting to confirm something, his fingertips were like soft cotton wool, and gently rubbed against Jian Xinglai's face.

Jane Xinglai: "..."

Ye Xiwu whispered "Wow", and he laughed: "Your face is so cold, why don't you wear more clothes?"