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

Chapter 28 Imprisonment

After Fang Hao got off the night shift, he walked to the parking lot to meet Chen Jiayu as agreed. He calculated that Chen Jiayu contacted him after he landed and turned off the car, so he waited for him in the car for forty minutes. It seemed that he wanted to talk sincerely, and Fang Hao felt a little more at ease. He also became more confident about how to talk. Although I am almost speechless at the moment, it is better to choose a different day than to hit the sun, and it is better to have a pleasant chat early in the morning.

Chen Jiayu's Porsche Macan is actually not the most popular among the luxury cars and sports cars of pilots - pilots have an annual salary of one million, and there are no cars below five or six hundred thousand. However, the clean white color is very eye-catching, and Fang Hao can still see it at a glance among the cars. He looked out the window and was sure that Chen Jiayu was in the driver's seat, looking like he was concentrating with his eyes closed, or simply asleep.

He hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to knock on the car window.

Chen Jiayu immediately opened his eyes and unlocked the car door for him. He did not look like he was asleep at this speed.

"Coming?" He greeted Fang Hao and motioned for him to come up and sit down.

Fang Hao didn't come up, but just leaned in and said hello to him: "Brother Jia," Chen Jiayu listened closely and found that the channel just now was not fake at all. Fang Hao's voice was completely hoarse and his nasal voice was very heavy. , sounding like a different person, "I drove here by myself for the night shift today. How about you tell me a place and I will drive over to meet you." Fang Hao usually takes the shuttle bus during the day shift, which saves energy and emissions, and saves effort. He had to drive back to the airport by himself during the night shift, so he drove his car too, not with the pilots' BMWs, but in another parking lot.

Chen Jiayu frowned: "If you have a fever, don't drive. I'll take you home. You can take the shuttle bus next time and then pick up the car and drive it home." He was quite thoughtful. Fang Hao thought that his head was groggy now, due to lack of sleep, illness and work fatigue, and he was too happy not to drive, so he opened the door and sat in the passenger seat without saying anything else.

"Is your fever severe? Have you taken antipyretic medicine?" Chen Jiayu asked. His tone was gentle, and his words were full of concern. This seemed to be a 180-degree turn from his previous attitude of "don't mention 17 left or 17 left", and Fang Hao was a little uncomfortable with it.

He didn't respond too attentively, just said: "It's okay. I'm afraid of being sleepy on duty, so I can't take medicine, so I can take it home."

Chen Jiayu took a taxi, slid out of the parking space, and asked him: "Shall I take you to eat something? Noodles, or some Cantonese food? Didn't you say last time that you wanted to eat the newly opened Taishan cuisine?"

Fang Hao smiled: "Actually, I'm not hungry, I just want to chat with you."

"Then I'll take you home directly," Chen Jiayu said, "We can chat. What do you want to talk about?"

As the car started driving, Fang Hao felt a little dizzy. He didn't know whether it was because Chen Jiayu drove too hard or because he had a fever. He leaned his head against the cold window on the right side and felt better.

Chen Jiayu glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. He must have been ill and looked tired. Fang Hao always looks neat and energetic. Whether the approach radar is completely disabled or he is continuously directing flights in heavy rain, it seems like the sky is falling. He will not blink his eyelids, but will frown seriously. Chen Jiayu had never seen this side of him, so he only took one look and felt soft in his heart. He took the initiative to follow up and said, "You have a discomfort in your throat. Why don't you stop talking and let me talk."