Landing On My Heart

Ruan Sixian's raised hand was still frozen in mid-air, and her mind hadn't recovered for a long time, with a mess of emotions lingering.

There was shock, horror, guilt, and a touch of...distressed.

That slap was not loud, but it attracted the surrounding guests, who all turned their heads to look over.

Then one after another, almost all the guests in the bar looked over and whispered to each other, with a strong interest in eating melons.

Bian Xuan regained consciousness from the great change, and happened to have ice cubes in hand, immediately wrapped them in a rag and rushed out to hand them to Ruan Sixian.

Ruan Sixian's heart was still pounding, seeing Bian Xuan's movements, she didn't think much about it, and raised her hand to help Fu Mingyu rub her cheeks.

But he turned his head to avoid the ice, and looked straight at Ruan Sixian.

"Are you relieved?"

When Fu Mingyu asked this question for the second time, Ruan Sixian's explanation that had already risen to her throat was suppressed again.

She touched her jaw with the tip of her tongue, was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Well, I'm relieved."

"Okay, we're done." Fu Mingyu turned around and walked out without extra words or even a look.

Bian Xuan didn't quite understand the direction.

"No, why didn't you explain to him just now? You didn't want to hit him, it was a misunderstanding! What are you doing? He is your boss!"

Bian Xuan was nagging, but Ruan Sixian was still looking at Fu Mingyu's back.

It wasn't until he closed the door that Ruan Sixian said: "I explained to him that I hit the wrong person, and I didn't intend to hit him, and then what? Our business will never end."

Bian Xuan nodded half-understanding, "Then if you admit it, this matter will be over for good?"

"Correct."

It was only now that Ruan Sixian realized that Fu Mingyu's sudden change of attitude towards her should be because he knew about it.

It's just that this person is used to pride, Xu Shi never thought of apologizing to her.

But these days, his indulgence to her is actually a special apology.

And she found that she didn't seem to be angry anymore, but this matter didn't seem to have a clear conclusion point. Instead of being so entangled, it's better to use this slap as an opportunity to completely change the previous things.

"Anyway, it's over with me."

Bian Xuan thought about it for a long time but didn't understand what she meant. She glanced at the time and waved her away: "Forget it, go back and rest quickly, there is still a flight tomorrow."

Ruan Sixian was indeed tired, she picked up her bag and prepared to go home.

However, when she opened the door, she saw Fu Mingyu still standing by the side of the road.

Fu Mingyu's driver took Zheng Youan home, and he didn't bother to call someone to pick him up at night.

He looked up at the traffic in the distance, and from Ruan Sixian's angle, he could see the slap marks on his face very conspicuously under the dim lights.

"..."

Is my slap so powerful?

There was only one intersection waiting for the bus, so Ruan Sixian had no choice but to stand there.

Feeling that there was an extra person next to him, Fu Mingyu turned his head and looked at each other. Their eyes intertwined, but they didn't seem to know what to say, so they looked away tacitly.

An embarrassment suddenly and completely enveloped the two of them.

The night is thick in midsummer, and the evening wind is also hot. After standing in the open air for a while, Ruan Sixian feels that her body has begun to sweat.

Fortunately, a taxi finally arrived.

The driver stopped the car in front of the two, and asked with his head, "Take a taxi?"

Fu Mingyu turned his head and said, "You first?"

Ruan Sixian: "You go first."

When she was speaking, her gaze was still on Fu Mingyu's face.

Fu Mingyu don't start, don't show her.

"You first."

"Go ahead, I can wait."

One was slapped, the other was slapped, and it is quite magical to be humble here.

After two back and forth, Fu Mingyu nodded calmly, opened the door and got in the car.

"Go to Mingchen's apartment."

The driver said yes, but then asked outside: "Beauty, where are you going? Is Mingchen's apartment on the way?"

Ruan Sixian, Fu Mingyu probably doesn't want to see her right now, so he shook his head and said, "Go first, I'll wait for the bus."

The driver let out an "oh" and was about to step on the accelerator when Fu Mingyu looked over from a distance through the car window.

After two glances, he said, "Let's go together."

His voice was very soft, almost breathy, and with a sense of fatigue, Ruan Sixian could hear it almost by mouth.

"it is good."

They didn't talk all the way until they got back to the apartment and entered the elevator, and the two of them didn't communicate much. In the confined space, it was more embarrassing than in a taxi.

But when they were standing side by side facing the elevator door, Ruan Sixian accidentally saw Fu Mingyu's face in the mirror.

Is this person's skin too white? Wuzhishan is so impressive.

Back home, Ruan Sixian was tired and hungry, so she took off her shoes and went to the bathroom.

When she was about to undress and take a shower, she caught a glimpse of a bottle of essence on the sink.

It is the essence she has always liked to use. It is aimed at skin repair and has obvious functions.

After thinking about it, she took the bottle of essence and walked out. When passing the kitchen, she also picked up a bucket of ice cubes.

But when she stood outside the elevator door, she remembered that when she entered the elevator, she saw him press the 16th floor, but she didn't know the exact number he lived in.

She sent a message to Fu Mingyu directly.

[Ruan Sixian]: What number do you live in?

After waiting for a few minutes, he didn't reply.

Ruan Sixian asked Bo Yang again, and got the answer quickly.

Two minutes later, she rang the doorbell of 2.

The corridor was very quiet, Ruan Sixian lowered her head, looked at her toes, and thought of the Wuzhishan on Fu Mingyu's face.

What an arrogant person he is, maybe she won't even open the door if she sees it on the monitor.

As soon as this idea was formed, the door in front of him opened with a "click".

Fu Mingyu had already changed into loose clothes, stood at the door, saw the things in Ruan Sixian's hands clearly, and when his eyes returned to her face again, there were some indescribable complex emotions in his eyes.

"Come and see my injury?"

"..."

Ruan Sixian didn't deny it, and handed him the things directly: "You apply it, and tomorrow will be much better."

Forget about the ice, Fu Mingyu looked at the other hand, "What is this?"

"Repair essence, the effect is very good."

Fu Mingyu twitched the corner of his mouth, took the ice bucket in her hand, and said flatly, "I don't need that."

Then he turned back to the room, the door was open, Ruan Sixian followed him in, and said: "It's really effective, I'll test it myself!"

Fu Mingyu paused, looked back at her, frowned and said, "You are often beaten?"

?

Ruan Sixian: "...No! Some of our airlines used to have serious high-altitude radiation, and my face would turn red."

Fu Mingyu directly put the ice bucket on the coffee table, sat on the sofa, leaned loosely on the soft pillow, with no expression on his face.

"Then wipe it for me."

Ruan Sixian was stunned for a moment, then walked directly to the sofa and sat down beside Fu Mingyu.

But Fu Mingyu felt a little unnatural when he saw her approaching so calmly.

He pursed his lips tightly and turned his face away.

Ruan Sixian straightened the bottle by herself, squeezed out the thick liquid and spread it on the palm of her hand, then dipped it with the index finger of the other hand, and gently wiped it on his face.

But when her fingertips touched his skin, Ruan Sixian's movements still paused.

Such obvious palm prints may not be completely eliminated in a short while. As a director, how can he see people tomorrow.

Sensing her strangeness, Fu Mingyu turned his head to look at her and squinted his eyes.

"What, do you feel bad?"

?

What's the matter with this man?

"No." Ruan Sixian immediately said, "I was just thinking, I'm not a severed palm, why am I so strong."

Fu Mingyu snorted softly in his nasal cavity.

Ruan Sixian dipped some essence again, little by little, one place at a time, carefully smearing his side face.

Xia Ye's insects kept rising and falling, one sound passed through the window, and accompanied by Fu Mingyu's breathing, it reached Ruan Sixian's ears.

She exerted very lightly, as light as a tickle. Fu Mingyu endured it for a few minutes, but couldn't help it anymore, and frowned.

"Am I pushing too hard?"

Fu Mingyu pondered for a moment, "No, you continue."

Ruan Sixian let out an "oh", but her attack became lighter.

Fu Mingyu's brows did not loosen, and his breathing became more and more urgent.

Seeing this, Ruan Sixian became lighter again.

Finally, Fu Mingyu couldn't take it anymore, and asked, "Are you applying medicine or touching me?"

Ruan Sixian: "..."

She suddenly poked his face a little harder, "What do you think?"

Fu Mingyu hissed, gritted his teeth and looked at Ruan Sixian, "Are you still a woman?"

"If I were a man, with this slap, you might die."

Fu Mingyu smiled suddenly, approached her, and said in a deep voice: "If you were a man, would I pamper you like this?"

At this moment, the distance between the two was extremely close, and they could clearly hear each other's breathing, and they could also see themselves reflected in each other's pupils.

Ruan Sixian thought about his phrase "indulgence", and was read out by his hoarse voice, which lingered in her ear for a long time.

Ruan Sixian felt that he was not expressing how gentlemanly he was, but was explaining the facts between the two of them to her, just to her.

She couldn't open her mouth to refute this sentence, because it was indeed true, but she didn't know how to answer it either.

Fortunately, her stomach saved her.

—— Make two "cuckoo" sounds in time.

In the early morning of the next day, Ruan Sixian got up early to take the flight and returned in the afternoon. When returning home, she met some colleagues at the gate. They were chatting. The monthly meeting of the flight planning department was postponed today. s arrangement.

When Ruan Sixian heard it, she subconsciously looked at her palm.

It's really not broken palm.

Another day later, Ruan Sixian heard again that the regular meeting of the dispatch department for this month was also cancelled.

She was stunned.

no?Fu Mingyu's face is so delicate, isn't it okay?

It wasn't until the morning of the third day, when he came out after the pre-flight cooperation meeting, that he caught a glimpse of Fu Mingyu's back from a distance, and he was relieved.

It seems to be ready.

She took Captain Fan again on this flight, and after the meeting, she went to the cafeteria to have breakfast with the flight crew.

At the table, after everyone chatted for a while, Ruan Sixian mentioned that she would be scheduled to fly with a teacher next week.

After becoming a co-pilot, in order to accumulate flight experience, the company will arrange for them to fly with a flight instructor according to the flight situation.

At that time, Ruan Sixian will be able to sit in the pilot's seat and fly, with the flight instructor next to him, who will supervise, guide and guarantee the flight.

Before this, Ruan Sixian had also been arranged to be led by a teacher, so this time she was not too excited, so she just mentioned it casually.

Captain Fan also asked casually, "Where are you flying?"

"Lincheng." Ruan Sixian said, "I'm quite familiar with this route."

"Familiar is familiar, but it's different to have a teacher by the side."

Although Captain Fan has been a captain for 20 years, he still gets nervous when encountering spot checks by the instructor occasionally, or when the instructor temporarily adds a crew to his flight for convenience.

"Then have you seen which teacher it is this time? Let me see if I recognize it. If so, I will ask him to take care of you."

Ruan Sixian recalled it for a while, and said, "I don't remember the name clearly, maybe the surname is He?"

Captain Fan opened his mouth and thought for a while, "He Lanfeng?"

"Yes, that's the name."

"Him?" Captain Fan was surprised, and put down his chopsticks directly, "Are you sure it's him?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Then you are very lucky." Captain Fan said, "This instructor is not ordinary. He was born in the Air Force and had excellent grades. After retiring, he joined Shihang. At that time, Shihang had just established a fleet. He was very good. He was the leader at that time. The first chief captain, his skills are unmatched by few people. I remember one year, because of a tower command error, his aircraft was in a similar posture to another Airbus 320 in the air, and almost collided with it. He fainted from fright, he really fainted, but he turned the situation around and avoided an air crash, and was commended by the aviation bureau at that time."

When Captain Fan said this, everyone at the table listened with pricked ears.

"Besides, this old senior is amazing. He is the best in everything he does. Later, he was transferred to a teacher, and his teaching results are also outstanding." Captain Fan sighed as he said, "But his daughter I was sick and wanted to spend more time with my daughter at home, so it was very difficult to fly with him, and at that time anyone who was assigned to fly with him had to show off, and four or five years ago, I seem to have heard that he was hired The student pilot who went abroad went to be an instructor, I thought he would never show up, why did he suddenly come back to lead the flight..."

Originally, Ruan Sixian was over excited, but when Captain Fan said this, she became excited again and didn't care about his doubts at all.

"Is it the air close in 07? I read the news, and it turned out to be him!"

"Yeah." Seeing that Ruan Sixian's eyes were filled with anticipation, Captain Fan said in a low voice, "But he is also notoriously strict. Once he took the co-pilot to fly, but he didn't fly well, so he sent him to Feiben directly. It's on the fifth side of the field."

The fifth side of the field is also a way to take the flight, but instead of executing the flight, it practiced taking off and landing with an empty plane at the airport.

No co-pilot is willing to go through such a journey, because it means that your skills are not good.

A new flight attendant next to him clicked his tongue twice, "Does the teacher still have such great power?"

"Not to mention whether the instructor has such great power." Captain Fan smiled, and said in a low voice, "Do you know who he is? Mr. Fu's uncle, Mr. Fu's brother-in-law, wants to send the captain back to the co-pilot. It's just a matter of words."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Ruan Sixian, "So you are lucky, but you must also pay attention, he is very strict, if you make a low-level mistake, be careful and you can only fly around."

Ruan Sixian nodded again and again: "I will definitely perform well."

Because of this incident, Ruan Sixian was in a good mood throughout the day. When returning to the flight in the afternoon, she took the flight case and went home leisurely, humming a song while waiting for the elevator.

"I want to fly higher ~ fly higher ~ dance like a strong wind ~ break free from my arms ~ I want to fly higher ~ fly higher..."

But the moment the elevator door opened, Ruan Sixian's ethereal singing stopped abruptly.

Fu Mingyu stood inside, holding a bag of medicine in his hand, wearing a mask, and looked at her lazily.

"Does air traffic control allow you to fly higher?"

Ruan Sixian: "..."

She walked in silently and stood side by side with Fu Mingyu, and they didn't communicate much.

As the elevator slowly went up, Ruan Sixian glanced at Fu Mingyu's mask, then at the medicine in his hand, and asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

Fu Mingyu looked down at her, did not speak, but took off his mask.

"You think it's exciting for me to go to a meeting like this, to meet my subordinates, my employees?"

Ruan Sixian: "..."

No way, three days have passed, and there are still faint marks on Fu Mingyu's face.

Her 50 kg arm press was really not in vain, and the pull-ups were really not in vain.

Ruan Sixian looked at his face, pondered for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"

Fu Mingyu said with a half-smile: "It hurts, it hurts so much that I will never forget you in my life."