Xiangyu

With Qiao Yusong's level, he didn't need to stay to welcome the guests, but because of the name he heard suddenly, he lingered in the aisle of the economy class.

The four individual passengers boarded the plane one after another, and the rest seemed to be a well-trained group, staying at the end.

Qiao Yusong quickly saw passenger No.5 walking into the cabin, and before he had time to take a good look, he was asked by the new passenger to help put his luggage.

He had to help absent-mindedly.The suitcase was very heavy, and the other party didn't intend to lend a hand.When Qiao Yusong lifted the box, he frowned slightly.Fortunately, he has enough strength, this weight is nothing.

Now that he had already helped one passenger, Qiao Yusong saw that the rest of the passengers were also waiting for his help, so he helped them all.

Naturally, the other flight attendants couldn't watch him lift the heavy objects, so they also took the initiative to step forward.

Qiao Yusong was able to be distracted, and he couldn't help squinting at the newly boarded passengers frequently while packing his luggage, but he never saw a slightly familiar figure.

The boarders were all young people, the oldest, who looked no older than 35.Judging from their appearance, most of them are gentle, or somewhat shrewd, but they don't give the impression of being cunning.

The men among them took the initiative to put the luggage for the lady who was traveling with them, and consciously gave up the position in the aisle to facilitate others to sit, without the flight attendant saying a word to remind them.

Such passengers are undoubtedly the most worry-free for flight attendants.But what Qiao Yusong was waiting for was an uneasy time, and it seemed that he couldn't wait any longer.

After the passengers at the rear of the cabin were settled properly, Qiao Yusong stared at the position of 10A, but he never saw anyone.

He walked to the front and asked the purser: "Are you ready?"

"Not yet, there is one more person who failed to board the plane and has already checked in." The purser glanced at his watch, with a slightly impatient expression on his face.

It seems that only Song Yuqiao is left.is it him?Qiao Yusong thought anxiously, but couldn't help but doubt, because Song Yuqiao was never late.

Qiao Yusong stood in front of the cabin door for half a minute longer, and then he attracted the curious gaze of the purser, clearly wondering why he hadn't returned to the back cabin.

He raised the corner of his mouth, passed the first class and business class, and walked to the back cabin.

"Look, there are pictures and the truth. People all over the country have seen it." Passing by the front row of the rear cabin, Qiao Yusong overheard a woman holding a mobile phone and sharing it with her companion in a joking tone.

From the beginning of this group of people boarding the plane, Qiao Yusong couldn't take his attention away from them, because they should know a person named "Song Yuqiao".

He reminded other passengers to put their bags under the seats, opened the shades and put away the tray table, but his eyes lost their professionalism and peeked at the lady's mobile phone screen.

The frame of the video seemed familiar. Qiao Yusong felt that he had seen it recently, but he couldn't remember when.

It was a cheering freeze frame. Qiao Yusong's eyesight was very good. Through the guidance of the lady, he quickly noticed the figure in the center of the picture, and his heart beat violently, almost jumping out of his throat.

That was Song Yuqiao.Even if it's just a small profile, Qiao Yusong can see it for sure, it's Song Yuqiao!

To avoid being noticed, Qiao Yusong reminded the nineteen new passengers.

The palm-sized image still lingers in Qiao Yusong's mind, and Song Yuqiao's figure is no bigger than a fingernail.

In the picture, everyone is wearing uniforms, and Song Yuqiao is warmly embraced by the man beside him.

"So, do you still have feelings?" The lady who was shared guessed, "After all, it was for Director Gu that we returned to China together."

The lady with the mobile phone nodded approvingly and said, "I also think this is 'revolutionary friendship'. I guess they will get back together, what do you think?"

"Definitely!" She was very sure.

"Hey, who of you can get through to Director Song?" A man in the front row got up and asked.

Someone responded: "I can't get through, I should still be in a meeting, so I didn't come out."

"Hey, flight attendant, we have a friend who can't catch the plane. Don't rush, just drive when it's time." The standing man said to Qiao Yusong.

His companion joked: "Pang Xue, don't be ashamed, they are urging you as a routine. Sit down now!"

Facing the man's awkward smile, Qiao Yusong smiled politely and walked back.

National-level news live broadcast, the whole country celebrated, what happened two days ago.

During the next part of the voyage, Qiao Yusong completed his work step by step.

The job of patrolling the cabin does not belong to him, and he seldom goes to the front row of the back cabin to take a look at the passengers boarding the plane in West City.

According to what the two girls said, Song Yuqiao has been abroad?

oh of course.Song Yuqiao's grades are so good, and he was admitted to Xijin University at the age of 14. How can there be any reason not to go abroad?

Director Song... Is it the leader of some department?He is the leader of those people?Who is Director Gu?Song Yuqiao's ex-boyfriend?He's out of the closet?

Qiao Yusong was thinking in a trance, wondering if his head started to feel dizzy because of the turbulent airflow.

Impossible, he has been flying for six years, and he will never get airsick.

Moreover, who gets airsick and their heart hurts?

Qiao Yusong sat on the takeoff and landing position and took several deep breaths.

"Little Qiao, are you okay?" Ji Weini asked with concern.

Qiao Yusong opened his eyes, shook his head, and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

Ji Weini looked at the time and sighed, "It's almost one o'clock."

"Go back to the hotel, take off your make-up, take a shower, how late it is..." Liu Xinmei, who hadn't flown a few times in total, looked depressed.

Ji Weini smiled and comforted: "Little girl, if you spend more time, Feifei, you will get used to it."

Qiao Yusong didn't think such words could comfort people at all.

After being transferred to the Jinrong branch, I can no longer live in an apartment when I return to Xijin for the night.

If the flight was not delayed, Qiao Yusong's original intention was to spend the night with his roommate, but the fact that he was two hours late forced him to change his mind and go to Beihang Hotel with the rest of the cabin crew.

Even though he was yawning in the car, when Qiao Yusong came to the hotel room, he couldn't fall asleep at all.

He didn't take a shower right away, but turned on the TV to watch the news a few days ago, looking for the picture he had seen on the phone screen.

That day, the TV station broadcast live for ten hours, so it was easier said than done to find a picture in it?

Qiao Yusong's finger on the remote control was already hurting, but he still couldn't find it.

Just when he decided to give up and searched with his mobile phone instead, a news interview appeared on the recorded TV screen, and the person interviewed was Song Yuqiao.

Qiao Yusong stared blankly at the people on the TV, and covered his mouth the second Song Yuqiao spoke.

He had inexplicable tinnitus, which caused Song Yuqiao to say something. He couldn't hear clearly, so he could only read the subtitles on the screen.

Song Yuqiao was wearing a white coat and a pair of very ordinary rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was poised and polite.

Later, a list of identity introductions was typed next to him, the chief designer of a certain series of projects, Song Yuqiao, 27 years old.

27 years old... Qiao Yusong's memory of him is stuck at 13 years ago.

The year he met Song Yuqiao, Song Yuqiao was only 14 years old.

At that time, Song Yuqiao was already wearing high-prescription glasses. Although he was taller than his peers, his facial features were not fully developed. However, his slightly fat face always had a calmness and sophistication that did not match his age. His demeanor and tone were very light, like a summer cloud.

However, Song Yuqiao on TV is so strange now.

His demeanor is still a little more mature than his actual age, but his words and brows reveal confidence and openness, his eyes are bright and firm, and his words are not pretentious. Answering reporters' questions is like explaining patiently, From time to time, the corner of the mouth raised a faint smile.

Qiao Yusong is very strange, why Song Yuqiao has changed so much compared to when he was a child, but he can still recognize him all at once?

He turned to look at the vanity mirror in the room.

After flying four flights in one day and staying up at four o'clock in the morning, Qiao Yusong's face was lifeless, and the dark circles under his eyes were as heavy as a panda.

If Song Yuqiao saw him again, would he still recognize him?

I probably wouldn't recognize him, after all, Song Yuqiao didn't care much about him before.

Qiao Yusong fell on the bed, blindfolded, and after a long time, he still couldn't fall asleep.

He turned around, still looking at the TV recording that had already pressed the pause button.

The picture freezes at the moment when Song Yuqiao smiles, and Qiao Yusong stares at this smile with a dull pain in his heart.

Qiao Yusong wasn't sure if it was because he had forgotten, he always felt that he had never broken up so much before the two breakups.

However, if this is the case, it would not be surprising.After all, you can't forget what you can't get.

Qiao Yusong sighed, turned on the phone to check the upcoming shift schedule.

Recently, there are no classes related to Western City. According to those people, Song Yuqiao just missed the flight, so he should leave Western City soon.

Leaving West City...where?Thinking of the answer, Qiao Yusong's heart skipped a beat.

Of course, of course, of course Huixijin.

No matter when Song Yuqiao returned to China, Qiao Yusong thought, at least in the past year, they were all in Tianjin.

It turned out that they lived in the same city for such a long time...

But so what?Xijin is so big, if there is no intention, how can it be so easy for people to meet each other?But now that he has been transferred to Jinrong, they will never meet again.

Qiao Yusong wiped his tired face, turned off the light, but kept the TV on.

He has to go to bed quickly, and after waking up at noon, he has to fly the next flight.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but Qiao Yusong dreamed about Song Yuqiao the day before.

In the dream, Song Yuqiao was still the same as when he was in high school.

As usual every time, Song Yuqiao's image may not be clear, but Qiao Yusong can always know that it must be him.

However, now Qiao Yusong knows that he has been dreaming wrong all these years.

Song Yuqiao didn't know when he started, but he didn't look like that anymore.