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The configuration of first class on a flight varies from airline to airline.

The Finnair they took this time is indeed one of the top five luxury countries in Europe, and there are even couple seats in the first class cabin.

It is said that they are lovers, but they are not completely connected together.

It's just that they are separated from outsiders in the same small box, and there is still a small gap between their seats.

The two of them had a good rest in the lounge before and were not too sleepy, so they turned on the TV and rewatched the nearly four-hour movie "Gone with the Wind" together.

"Ah~ It's really good-looking, a classic is a classic, no matter how many times you watch it, you won't get tired of it."

After watching the movie, Zhao Qingling couldn't help sighing.

"I can fully understand why Rhett loves this woman crazily. It's really not something like 'everything you can't get is always a commotion'."

"Because this woman is so attractive—beautiful, smart, vulgar, snobbish, vain, stubborn, and cunning. Look at her evil little raised eyebrows, look at her foxy smile! Such an interesting woman, I'm sure you won't get tired of being with her for a few lifetimes!"

Cheng Che: "..."

He, of course, loved the movie too.

I also like the heroine Scarlett very much.

Of course I like it, such a warm, smart, tough, frank and confident person is like a ball of fire, who has the courage to chase after what he wants, even cheats and grabs it.

What does he look like...

The air was inexplicably stagnant.

Zhao Qingling and Cheng Che have been dating for three months, so they are not usually sensitive to this cold air.

I was stunned for a moment, and I was so self-absorbed that I reflected for seven or eight seconds.

Then he reacted and quickly got up to explain.

"Cough, Cheche, but ah, the type of men I like and the type of women I like are the opposite!"

"..."

"And, and ah! Ever since I met you, I've completely only liked men!"

Cheng Che lowered his eyes, remained silent, and smiled.

Zhao Qingling's desire to survive was overwhelmed, and he stretched out his hand to tug on his cuff, his eyes were so obedient: "It's true. Cheche, don't be angry~"

Cheng Che: "Okay, I don't get angry so easily."

"Then, Cheche, are you sleepy?" Zhao Qingling continued to be super obedient, "If not, let's watch another movie together?"

In fact, Cheng Che also wanted to spend another movie with him.

But thinking of working after getting off the plane, he still shook his head: "No, I have to sleep. You also give me a good sleep, so that I will have the energy to catch up with the schedule when I get off the plane."

"Actually, there's no need to hurry." Zhao Qingling whispered.

"After we get off the plane, we can find a hotel to rest for a day and recharge our batteries."

"That can't be done!" Cheng Che pulled out the itinerary from his mobile phone, super serious, "Look, this time our travel time is all planned according to the day, and there are [-] days, every day. The corresponding itinerary cannot be delayed for a day!"

"Oh."

"So, sleep well."

As Cheng Che said, he put his paw back, and pulled the blanket on him to stuff it.

As a result, as soon as he lay down on his side, he heard Zhao Qingling calling him in a low voice: "Cheche."

"Ok?"

"To hold claws."

"..." The heart was hit instantly.

Cheng Che almost exhausted all his strength before he frowned, pretending to be disgusted: "Huh?"

"I want to sleep with my paw." In the end, the man looked over with a pure and innocent face, stretched out his hand from the blanket, and rubbed against him. "Obviously when I was at home, I hugged and slept every day."

"……you."

"Don't you look at the big gap between our seats, how easy it is to hold, hold..."

Cheng Che gritted his teeth a few times for such a terrible word, but finally couldn't get it out. In the end, he could only hold back a trembling voice, "Well, if it's not easy to hold hands, hurry up and sleep well."

"I don't! You have to hold the paw to fall asleep!"

Cheng Che's heart was completely disconnected.

There was no choice but to surrender, and silently handed over his hand.

Satisfied now, Zhao Qingling closed his eyes with a smile while holding his hand, and fell asleep within a few seconds.

Cheng Che was left alone looking at the cabin roof.

...Like this, it's a ghost if you can still sleep.

……

When forcing himself to fall asleep, Cheng Che first tried to be a sheep.

Then, for some reason, he began to recall the four-hour movie plot, and remembered the scene where the two studied the electronic flight map together before watching the movie.

It takes two hours from Hangzhou to Japan.

It takes five hours from Xiamen to Bali.

It takes eleven hours to fly from Beijing to Egypt.

It takes twelve hours to fly from Shanghai to the United States and Paris.

"Huh? Cheche, you are so clear. Speaking of which...have you been to many places?"

Cheng Che smiled, he has indeed been to many countries.

"Been there?"

Cheng Che told him all the places he had been to.

"Hey, really! What a coincidence, I seem to have been to all the places you went to! When did you go?"

Cheng Che told the time one by one.After listening, Zhao Qingling was even more surprised: "Hey, it's almost like I went there on the front foot, did you go on the back foot?"

"Isn't this a coincidence? Cheche, your travel itinerary... almost perfectly coincides with mine. I didn't expect that we would always think of being together wherever we go. It really is a match made in heaven!"

"Oh~ what a pity, if only we could meet on the road at that time!"

"..."

Most of the time, Cheng Che really felt that his male god was stupid and naive.

In this world, where are there so many "coincidences"?

……

Cheng Che worked as a code farmer in the IT industry until he resigned at the age of 28 after graduating from university.

IT men work hard and are prone to overwork, but their salaries are generally not low.

With such a not-so-low salary, Cheng Che hadn't saved a penny all year round. The reason was that, apart from repaying debts due to many messy things at home, he spent the rest on his trips abroad.

Traveling is always as romantic as it is expensive.

Colleagues who are also IT men expressed their envy for Cheng Che's "waves".

Laughing at himself for saving his wife's money, he was miserable and disheartened to earn money to save a house and a car, and he didn't dare to spend a penny. Only Cheng Che could think about it and live bravely for himself.

... If you are a person who really likes to travel, you really "live for yourself".

The problem is, Cheng Che is not really keen on traveling.

Going abroad again and again, in a sense, is actually the same as attending the weddings of former classmates again and again.

He is just crazy, whimsical.

Who told... Zhao Qingling once said that he wanted to go to those places.

……

"I, I definitely want to see the pyramids with my own eyes in the future!"

"I also want to go to ancient Babylon, to see the Mesopotamia, to see the ancient West Terrace, to see the Mayan culture and Bermuda, to see the ancient Liao Kingdom and Xixia!"

In high school, countless times, under the sunset.

Next to the stands of the school, on the way home together.

Cheng Che heard Zhao Qingling describe many stories that he had never heard before, from Athena in Greece, to Isis in Egypt, to Ishtar in Turkey, and from King Tutankhamun's tomb that has not been seen for thousands of years. Rotten roses, about crystal skulls hidden in Mayan pyramids.

"If I have a chance in the future, I must go and see, and see if those places are different from what is written in the book!"

Later, Zhao Qingling went to all the places in those stories.

With Tang Mi, or others.

There are a lot of photos posted on Facebook.

Later, in many places...

Cheng Che also went.

……

In the past few years, Cheng Che walked across the Rhine River and visited Mississippi.

I also once stood in the shadow of the pyramids and gazed at the dark green, calm and beautiful Nile River from the balcony.

Countless times I closed my eyes and imagined what Zhao Qingling would look like when he came here?

Will he stand on the same bridge with him, staring at the same color of the river in a daze.Will it touch the same huge rough square brick on the pyramid under the scorching sun?

... Who let it go, he always loves to have unrealistic daydreams.

Every time I pack my bags for a long journey, I always think about——

Maybe, maybe?

In this world, there may occasionally be miracles.

Perhaps in the Red Sea, on a hot air balloon in Turkey, in Machu Picchu, in the beautiful sky reflecting white clouds—the places that Zhao Qingling once said he must visit.

With his luggage on his back, he traveled thousands of miles, and when he suddenly looked back, he saw that haunting figure at a glance.

Then look at each other and smile.

Time flows quietly.

Unfortunately, Cheng Che has never encountered such luck.

The world is big.

There really aren't that many miracles.

Time and time again, from hope to mediocrity, thinking that maybe the two years in high school were all the luck in his life, maybe he was destined to never see Zhao Qingling again in this life.

But, but.

After going around and around, a miracle finally appeared.

Before he completely fell asleep, Cheng Che told the truth, he felt a little bit sorry for his former self-the former him, who only blindly wanted to find and touch the whole world.

I never dared to hope that one day, I could make an appointment with Zhao Qingling to go to some beautiful place...

And now, they are holding hands.

As long as you wake up, you can set foot on the beautiful and quiet Eastern Europe together.

Even his male god, the male god on the cloud, even flirted with him before going to bed!

He tilted his head and told him to "hold the claws", otherwise he would not sleep.

Cheng Che really didn't dare to let Zhao Qingling know how much elation he had suppressed at that moment.

In fact, of course he also wants to "hold the claws".

I want to be able to hold hands for the rest of my life.

Ideals are wonderful.

However, the facts have proved that no matter how fucking beautiful love is, you have to bow your head when you encounter the weirdly designed broken couple seat in Finnair's first class.

Cheng Che's elbow...is super sore right now.

Whoever made the gap between the seats so big, if he wanted to continue holding hands, he had to endure the numbness of the hard dented arms.

Ugh.

Cheng Che had no choice but to fall asleep with a little regret and sore arms in his arms.

The author has something to say: So, why did I go to Bali alone? This is the reason.

Silly boy???