Landing On My Heart

"Ah!"

After walking out of the cafeteria, Ruan Sixian sneezed again.

She was sure this time, someone must be scolding her behind her back, probably Jiang Ziyue.

This person is also crazy, tell her to stay away from Yue Chen.

What did she do?

For more than half a year, she has avoided Yue Chen and walked away without even saying a few words, what else can she do?In the future, if you don't land, you will fly all day long, right?

I really want to talk to Yue Chen on the radio even if we are flying in the sky.

To put it bluntly, he still thinks highly of his man, thinking that it is some kind of treasure that others would want to snatch at a glance.I also don't think about Yue Chen's reputation in Shihang, who doesn't know him, and whoever wants to marry a girl who is passing by, is not afraid of directly saving the money to buy a hat after marriage.

Ruan Sixian felt that she shouldn't have expressed her thoughts so directly just now, and she should put on a cute and pitiful look and say to her: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to misunderstand, I have nothing to do with Captain Yue, we just chat together Let’s catch up on the old days, I will try my best to avoid contact with him in the future, and you must not have any quarrel with him because of me.”

As long as this passage is needed, it is guaranteed that she will not be able to sleep tonight.

But it's fine now.

Ruan Sixian knew that other colleagues had received invitations one after another, and she was always worried that Jiang Ziyue would send her one as well.

Now that she knows that she is so jealous of herself, and even tore her face, she doesn't have to worry about it.

What is this indicating.

This shows that Jiang Ziyue is using another way to praise her beauty.

When Ruan Sixian thought about this, she didn't know that she was enduring a wave of direct and rough rainbow farts online.

[Do you still invite models to shoot promotional videos?Can't you use your own employees? 】

Two hours ago, the promotional Weibo was just posted, and someone commented on the official Weibo of Shihang, and the editor specially retweeted it to reply: It’s not a model, this is our pilot.

So the usually few official blog comments immediately broke through thousands.

[Sister Pilot!I can!I can! 】

[Excuse me, is there an aspect of appearance in the recruitment assessment criteria?If anything, I'm not coming. 】

[Sister is so beautiful, tell me about the flight, I'm going to take it! 】

[Sure enough, it is flying in the sky, this is a fairy in the sky! 】

[Can you do it... Female drivers are annoying enough, can the female captain's plane do it? 】

[Heh, some dicks still look down on women, your mother gave birth to you just to make you discriminate against your mother?Don't take a pee yourself to see if you can become a pilot?Oh no, I forgot that pilots don't accept disabled people, and brain damage is also considered disabled. 】

[The other captains are also available to me!Does anyone have directions to Weibo? 】

After a night of fermenting, Weibo reposted tens of thousands of articles, and "World Air Female Pilot" quietly climbed to the top [-] on the hot search list.

Ruan Sixian woke up in the morning, her phone almost got stuck.

Usually there are only a few microblogs, and all kinds of comments and private messages suddenly flooded, and the number of fans quickly increased for several days.

Ruan Sixian was still a little confused, and found the root cause based on the content of everyone's private messages.

But there are too many comments, and she has no way of knowing how these people turned to her Weibo.

Her profile picture is a half-length photo taken by the Seine River a few years ago, and her nickname on Weibo is "I stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun", which seems to have a little bit of a second look at first glance, so everyone is sure that this is her.

Ruan Sixian opened the private messages again and browsed, most of them were sent by girls.

There are those who want to get to know each other, some who just want to express their love, and some who just know how to say "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

Of course, there are also very simple and rude private messages directly expressing one's wishes, usually only two words - "Dating?"

Ruan Sixian was very curious about where this kind of people got their confidence. Curiosity made her pick one out and click on Weibo, and her desire to survive made her immediately quit and block all of them.

What woman would not be happy to be blown rainbow farts by so many strangers.

Ruan Sixian joyfully took screenshots and was about to send them to Bian Xuan and Si Xiaozhen when the screen was suddenly interrupted by an incoming call.

She didn't save the number, but she knew who was calling.

After answering the phone, Ruan Sixian didn't speak, and the other end was also silent for a moment.

"Ruan Ruan, is that the female pilot on the World Aviation official blog today?"

Ruan Sixian was still sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, she tilted her head and let out an "um".

Dong Xian's voice softened all of a sudden.

"Why didn't you tell me? I always thought you were still a flight attendant."

"You didn't ask me either."

Dong Xian's sniffling voice came from the phone, "Ruan Ruan, you have realized your dream, mother is very happy."

After Ruan Sixian heard this, there was no disturbance in her heart, and she had nothing to say.

This is the case every time they call, always silent for no reason.

Dong Xian also didn't understand why Ruan Sixian gradually became like this, she was very indifferent to her, sometimes even a little hostile.

"Ruan Ruan, it's your birthday today, let me cook for you."

"No need." Ruan Sixian said, "I've made an appointment with a friend."

It was countless times that she refused to meet, and Dong Xian was already used to it.

But today is different. The photos on the Internet made her unable to recover for a long time, and she couldn't believe that the daughter who was silent to her had changed so much. She really wanted to see her, "Then can I send you a cake?"

"My friend will order a cake for me, oh, let's not talk about it, I have to work."

Dong Xian took a deep breath and sighed, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Sixian lay down again and continued to sleep.

On the other hand, after Ruan Sixian became the KPI koi of Shihang's Propaganda Department, the official blog quickly took advantage of the popularity and quickly posted a second wave of promotional copy, very intentionally adding a few more photos of Ruan Sixian.

Fu Mingyu flipped through the comments on Weibo, his face was calm, but suddenly he chuckled, "It's really cute."

Bo Yang answered from the side: "I love everyone who is not blind."

Fu Mingyu glanced at him, and the other party immediately watched him, pretending that he hadn't said anything.

He clicked on Ruan Sixian's Weibo again, looked at the number of fans, and ordered: "Tell the Propaganda Department, enough is enough, don't consume her too much."

"it is good."

After Bo Yang finished speaking, he was about to do it, but Fu Mingyu called him again, "Have you moved everything?"

"Arranging for someone to move, it should be done this afternoon."

Fu Mingyu nodded, and Bo Yang turned and walked out.

At the same time, a call came in on Fu Mingyu's cell phone.

He frowned, a little surprised, wondering why Dong Xian called him suddenly.

"Auntie, is something wrong?"

"Sorry to bother you, I just wanted to ask you a little favor."

"Well, you said."

"The female pilot on Shihang's promotional Weibo today, can you tell me about her flight information today? I have something to do with her."

"Sorry Auntie, I can't reveal this."

While speaking, Fu Mingyu had already called out today's flight information.

Ruan Sixian's flying time has reached the upper limit this month, so she is resting today.

Dong Xian hesitated for a moment, then asked again: "Then you don't need to tell me the details, just tell me about when she will get off the plane."

Fu Mingyu smiled: "Auntie, I have so many pilots under my command, how can I know when everyone gets off the plane?"

After finishing speaking, he asked again, "Do you know her?"

Dong Xian let out a "hmm".

Fu Mingyu said: "If you know her, you can call her directly. Don't you have any contact information?"

"Yeah." Dong Xian pretended to admit, "I'm sorry to trouble you, but I won't disturb your work for now."

"it is good."

There was a "beep" sound on the phone, Fu Mingyu held the phone, and the screen automatically returned to that poor little photo.

---

In the evening, dark clouds swept over the western mountains before sunset, and there was a faint tendency of heavy rain.

Fu Mingyu didn't ask the driver to escort him, and drove back to Mingchen's apartment by himself.

On the road, big raindrops fell down.

Before entering the underground parking garage, he saw a black Porsche parked outside the gate, with a middle-aged driver sitting in the driver's seat, and a woman standing beside the car, with an umbrella in one hand and a cake in the other.

Fu Mingyu didn't meet Dong Xian many times, and the rainy weather made it difficult to see his appearance clearly. He only thought they looked familiar. He didn't remember who this person was until he got on the elevator.

Although he didn't know much about Ruan Sixian and Dong Xian, Fu Mingyu could probably guess that if Ruan Sixian wanted to see her, why would Dong Xian call him specifically to ask for his flight information.

It's just that she didn't get any news from him, so she took more trouble to check her address.

Fu Mingyu's finger was about to touch the button for the 16th floor. Thinking of this, he moved down a little and pressed the 14th floor.

The elevator stopped slowly.

Before the door was fully opened, Fu Mingyu heard the singing of the person outside who went to Siberia out of tune.

As the gap in the door gradually widened, Ruan Sixian, who was wearing a red dress, slowly fell silent.

She coughed to hide the embarrassment of singing nonsense, and showed a dignified smile.

"Mr. Fu is off work?"

"Hmm." Fu Mingyu sized her up, "You're in a good mood today?"

"Okay."

Ruan Sixian went in and pressed the first floor, and the door slowly closed.

When the elevator started to descend, she suddenly asked, "Are you going up or down?"

"Go downstairs."

"Oh."

Ruan Sixian was not in a good mood today. Two days ago, Bian Xuan's grandmother was ill. She closed the door and went back to her hometown. She hasn't come back yet. Only Si Xiaozhen is there to celebrate her birthday with her.On the way, I received another call from Dong Xian. Her concern can't be said to spoil the mood, but it can't be said to be joyful either.

But in the afternoon, she received countless rainbow farts from netizens, which almost drowned her, and she felt like a fairy descended to earth.

Fairies naturally can't worry about mundane things.

It's not easy to sing in front of Fu Mingyu at this time, but I can't suppress my happiness, my brain started the concert by itself, and my fingers are behind my back, beating the beat.

But God will always give a little punishment to the fairy who descended to earth.

When the elevator stopped on the eighth floor, Ruan Sixian had a premonition that Erlang God sent his Xiaotian dog to arrest her and bring her back to heaven.

Before the dog arrives, the sound arrives first.

Ruan Sixian's concert in her brain cut off power instantly.

So it's better to be rich.

If she didn't live in a detached villa, it would be impossible for Ruan Sixian to ask the residents in the same building not to keep dogs.

She retreated into the corner silently, leaning on the railing, and stared at the dog in fear.

Ruan Sixian's nerves were tense and her palms felt cold, but out of the corner of her eye she saw the shadows of the two people reflected in the elevator door getting closer and closer until they overlapped.

The clear fir smell on his body is also getting closer - Ruan Sixian's sight is slowly blocked by his body, his shirt and his collar are in front of her eyes.

Ruan Sixian looked up at him, blinked her eyes, as if she didn't understand the operation.

She was standing in the corner, and Fu Mingyu's body almost shrank her into this right angle.

The only difference was that he was facing Ruan Sixian instead of turning his back to her.

The narrow space suddenly shrank to the point where it was difficult to even breathe.

He still lowered his head, looking directly at her.

His eyes were particularly calm, as if he was maintaining his habit of not squinting.

But his eyes just fell on her face motionless!

Ruan Sixian can't do it, she can't look at Fu Mingyu like this.

She turned her face away, but her heartbeat still accelerated uncontrollably.

No, if you block the dog, block the dog. What do you mean by standing facing me?

The dog blocked it, but your posture is too strange.

If I had known earlier, it would be better to face the dog, it is much easier than facing the man with the dog.

Apart from the sound of the dog moving around, Ruan Sixian could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat.

When she lowered her eyes, Fu Mingyu could clearly see the brown eye shadow and raised eyeliner on her eyes, as well as the long eyelashes that were brushed extraordinarily curled up.

He recalled it, and it seemed that this was the first time he saw her put on makeup in more than half a year.

"You're so pretty, who are you going to see?"

Ruan Sixian: "..."

The whole point of the sentence, she focused on the word "beautiful".

And she found that she accepted thousands of rainbow farts today, and forwarded them to Si Xiaozhen and the others.

But when Fu Mingyu said "beautiful", she actually blushed.

She whispered two words: "Friend."

"Male and female?"

Ruan Sixian's voice was even lower: "It's none of your business."

"Just ask." He said slowly, "Male or female?"

Is there anyone who asks twice casually?

Ruan Sixian didn't want to answer, but the shadow above her head felt oppressive, so heavy that she couldn't lift her head up.

"male."

"Oh." Fu Mingyu seemed to know that Ruan Sixian said that on purpose, and asked again, "Are you going home that night?"

"No return."

"Then I'll take you there."

His tone was too direct, not a discussion at all.

"no need."

"you sure?"

The elevator stopped at the first floor at this time, the door opened slowly, and the sound of "crackling" rain came in.

Ruan Sixian: "..."

She closed the window before going out and concentrated on her makeup, completely oblivious to the fact that it had started to rain outside.

The owner of the dog took the dog out, but was stunned after taking two steps.

Ruan Sixian felt a little thoughtful, and immediately pressed the close button.

By the time the dog owner reacted, the door was already closed.

But Fu Mingyu still stood still.

Ruan Sixian stretched out her hand to push his chest, and at the same time pressed the button on the first floor, and said hastily: "Hurry up, hurry up."

When they arrived at the parking lot, Ruan Sixian sat in the co-pilot and pulled out the seat belt buckle, suddenly thought of something and chuckled.

Fu Mingyu: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Ruan Sixian said, "I just think your co-pilot is quite comfortable."

"En." Fu Mingyu nodded, "Not everyone can sit."

Ruan Sixian turned her face away and said nothing.

Next, there is only one direction for this topic.

A man's co-pilot does sometimes have a special meaning.

At this moment, Si Xiaozhen suddenly called.

Today, it is raining heavily, the weather is changing, and many aircraft routes have to be changed. As a dispatcher, Si Xiaozhen cannot leave and has to work overtime.

"..."

It's not intentional to let the pigeons go, the work is like this, Ruan Sixian understands it very well, but she is also disappointed.

Fu Mingyu put his hands on the steering wheel and turned to look at Ruan Sixian.

"My friend isn't coming?"

It sounds a bit gloating.

Ruan Sixian turned her head and said nothing.

Fu Mingyu began to unbuckle his seat belt.

"Then go back."

Ruan Sixian didn't speak, nor did she object.

It was raining heavily outside, if she was eating in the restaurant alone, and today was her birthday, the loneliness index would be too high.

Re-entering the elevator, Ruan Sixian was under pressure, and the elation she had when she went out had long since disappeared.

She lowered her head to press the 14th floor, but Fu Mingyu suddenly pulled her hand away.

"Follow me upstairs for dinner."

He didn't wait for Ruan Sixian's answer, and directly pressed the 16th floor.

Fine.

Feeling down, Ruan Sixian didn't want to struggle, and didn't want to talk.

She didn't want to eat alone on her birthday.

Fu Mingyu can barely be considered an individual sometimes, let's make do with it.

On the 16th floor, Fu Mingyu unbuttoned his coat while pressing his fingerprints.

When the door opened, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and smiled and said, "I'm not the only man who sees you looking so beautiful today."

Ruan Sixian said with a fake smile: "Yes, it's cheaper for you."

After entering the door, he took off his coat, put it on the sofa, and walked towards the kitchen in his shirt.

Ruan Sixian poked her head in, "You don't want to order takeaway?"

"No."

"can you cook?"

"good."

Fu Mingyu opened the refrigerator, looked at the fresh food stuffed by the nanny, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Full Han feast."

Ruan Sixian raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Is it okay?"

Fu Mingyu ignored her, reached out to look in the refrigerator, and looked back at her: "Longevity noodles, do you want to eat?"