Descent from an altitude of 10,000 meters [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 75 Wedding

The next morning, Fang Hao fell asleep until after ten o'clock. When he woke up, he heard Chen Jiayu's deep voice sitting at the desk in the corner of the room and talking on the phone.

"Well... I know. It's not as painful as I imagined. I think my mentality is also very strange. I originally thought that the sky was going to fall when this happened, but now that it has really happened, I find that it seems to be just that. That’s it. At worst, I won’t fly civil aviation anymore. I will also go abroad and become a private flight instructor. I think Brother Bin is quite comfortable now."

From the corner of his eye, he saw Fang Hao wake up and got him a glass of water and placed it next to his bedside table.

"...Well, yes, he was the one making the approach that day." Chen Jiayu held the microphone in one hand and mouthed the word "Lu Yan" to him. Fang Hao nodded.

"He is lying on the bed with me," Chen Jiayu said with a doting smile, "I just woke up and stopped talking to him."

Fang Hao finally spoke, his voice hoarse and not as pleasant as before: "Say hello to Sister Yan'er for me."

Chen Jiayu nodded and said, "Fang Hao wants to say hello to you. We will go to Shanghai to see you when we get back."

After that, they chatted for a few more words, probably about Liang Yinan's wedding. Finally, Chen Jiayu said, "Okay, I will definitely bring it." Liang Yinan was his and Lu Yan's college classmate, and he also had a personal relationship with Lu Yan. Even in the first few years after graduation, Chen Jiayu was convinced that Lu Yan talked more to Liang Yinan.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Hao asked him: "I suddenly remembered something... It seems that we didn't prepare any gifts."

Chen Jiayu said: "It's okay. I bought it before I came from Los Angeles. We will give it away together when the time comes." He took it out and showed it to Fang Hao. One was like a scroll, and the other was a brand-name cast iron pot, which was considered a luxury kitchen utensil.

Chen Jiayu explained: "This is a Boeing poster from the 1970s that I found in an antique market. Liang Yinan's fiancé is a Boeing engineer."

Fang Hao was quite surprised. He sighed again: "You are still thoughtful. I packed my things all morning and went to the airport to catch my flight. I didn't expect..."

Chen Jiayu picked up what he said: "As long as you arrive, I will do the rest. You are quite tired after flying all day."

Fang Hao smiled and said, "I fell asleep as soon as I got on the plane. I'm quite tired after spending the whole night with you." After saying that, he got under the quilt again and buried his face in the pillow.

Chen Jiayu liked his submissive look, so he sat down next to him, stroked his hair, and asked him: "Yesterday... it was a bit too much. Didn't it hurt you?"

Even though Fang Hao usually prides himself on his physical strength, he now has to admit that yesterday's performance consumed too much energy. He still feels like there is a foreign body sensation in his back.

He just said: "Give me another hour," and then he took Chen Jiayu's hand and put it on his lower back and gave him a task: "Knead it for me. I took a long ride yesterday, and when I came back, I fucked it on the floor again." , I really can’t stand this." Fang Hao whispered.

Chen Jiayu hummed, and while massaging his shoulders, waist and back, he said to him: "I got a call yesterday and there is a little good news about the investigation. There is a girl on the flight crew who can confirm that I was not in the cockpit when the flaps were turned on, and I went out to the bathroom at that time. Although it is just a piece of evidence, it is better than nothing. During this time, my dad has been telling me about the things I did from the first day I became a pilot. They should check the information, data and assessment, just like the last investigation on No. 416. I have a clear conscience."