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

Chapter 58 Wine Bureau

As soon as Chen Jiayu returned to the dinner, he heard someone at the dinner asking: "Who is calling at this late hour?" It was a division-level leader of the Civil Aviation Administration present, surnamed Lin.

"Oh, that's a colleague." Chen Jiayu said confidently. This is indeed true.

The leader spoke: "I heard that Xiao Chen has been single for several years. My niece has just returned from studying in France. She likes pilots. Do you want to meet her?"

Chen Jiayu could only apologize and said with a smile: "Lin Chu, forget it, your niece is a top student."

Deputy Director Liu Rui Liu joked from the side: "I said Chu Lin, Lao Du's girlfriends are not interested in her, so don't fool me."

Lin Chu felt a little embarrassed and took Chen Jiayu to drink some more before he gave up on the matter.

He took out his phone and took a look at it again. This time it was WeChat, and the message from the pinned box contained only a few words: Good night to you too, baby.

Chen Jiayu almost dropped his phone again.

That night, Xiao Zhao came to pick him and Chen Zheng up at 12:30. When they put Chen Zheng in Lijing, Chen Jiayu said to Xiao Zhao: "Wait for me in the car." He also held on, first supporting Chen Zheng. I sent him upstairs and then came back.

"How do you feel?" Chen Jiayu asked him first.

At this time, Xiao Zhao was stunned: "It's pretty good. What's wrong, Brother Jia?"

Chen Jiayu understood his confusion and explained clearly: "It's quite late. Are you sleepy or not? Can you still drive?" Xiao Zhao has been taking care of Chen Zheng and Cao Hui at their home for almost more than a year, and he and Chen Jiayu also We have interacted with each other a lot, but I have never seen him go out so late at night. But he was able to ask himself this, and Xiao Zhao was very touched, and quickly said: "I'm not sleepy, tell me where to go."

Chen Jiayu sighed, sat in the passenger seat, and buckled his seat belt with all his remaining energy: "Daxing, Jianhui Garden." He was really a little drunk, half asleep and half awake while leaning against the window, because he had a headache and couldn't sleep. , but the night street scene kept shaking him and he wanted to close his eyes.

When he was almost there, Xiao Zhao asked him softly: "If the old man asks you where you are tomorrow, what will you say?"

Chen Jiayu whispered: "Just say I went out in the morning."

Xiao Zhao didn't want to ask too many questions, so he nodded and said yes.

He had access control, and Xiao Zhao watched him swipe the access card and park the car at the door of the unit. He also knew that Chen Jiayu was very drunk, so he said, "Do you want me to help you up?"

Chen Jiayu waved his hand: "It's quite late. You should go back first. I'll go back during the day tomorrow, so I may have to be late."

Chen Jiayu arrived at Fang Hao's house and opened the door softly with his own key. He turned on the lighting function of his mobile phone in the dark, held on to the wall and groped his way to the bathroom. He took off his clothes and put on the vest underneath, and then he Yacai returned to the bedroom.

He gently pushed the door open, still holding his cell phone in his hand to shine it on - and sure enough, Fang Hao was sleeping soundly as he said. So far, he hasn't noticed it yet. He looked even more youthful when sleeping, with only half of his face exposed and the other half buried in the pillow. Subconsciously, Chen Jiayu removed the mobile phone's beam. He didn't want to disturb him. He took off his watch and put it on the bedside table, and then looked at it carefully. Hao's watch on the bedside table was still the same black sports watch.

He lay down next to Fang Hao for about ten minutes, and his stomach was churning and uncomfortable. Chen Jiayu didn't know why he came to Daxing so late at night. He knew that Fang Hao would have to go to work tomorrow, so he must have gone to bed early by now. And he did drink too much. After trying hard to suppress it for a long time, he still stood up by holding on to the bed - it was too uncomfortable to eat and drink. He had a hunch that he might not sleep well today.

Fang Hao was still awakened by the noise in the bathroom. He fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp and walked to the bathroom barefoot. He saw Chen Jiayu holding the toilet and vomiting. He didn't see him coming over.

Fang Hao was mostly awake from his sleep. He hurried over and called him: "Why are you still here? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Chen Jiayu wanted to respond to him, but he still wanted to vomit like a reflex - which was strange. He hadn't vomited after drinking for two years, and it was fine even when he was with friends. Maybe no one dared to talk to him. Today, maybe he ate too little and drank too fast, and there was nothing in his stomach. Maybe he just came back from Tokyo and was exhausted physically and mentally. He was really embarrassed.

Fang Hao didn't say anything. He walked up behind him and patted his back gently. His other hand held Chen Jiayu's long hair from the side to prevent him from getting wet.

Later, he retched several times and ran out of food. He rinsed his mouth with water before turning around and sitting down against the wall.

"I drank too fast, it feels wrong." Chen Jiayu said hoarsely, "I may have woken you up again."

Fang Hao frowned when he heard this: "No. Just sit still and I'll get you some warm water." After saying this, he stood up.

Chen Jiayu felt dizzy again, so he leaned against the wall in the bathroom and waited with his eyes closed.

What happened next was all blurry in his memory. This is strange to say. From the beginning to the end of the dinner, until he personally sent Chen Zheng upstairs, he didn't feel that he was more than five points drunk. At that time, if he was forced to walk in a straight line, he should be able to do it. But as soon as he touched the doorknob of Fang Hao's house, his drunkenness came too late. The taut string broke and he felt no energy anywhere. He was drunk and tired, and everything seemed to be wrong with him. He was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

Later, Fang Hao gave him some hot water and picked up the stomach medicine next to the sink to feed him. He said he wanted to take a shower after vomiting, and Fang Hao helped him take a shower in the bathroom. Chen Jiayu didn't remember exactly how he took this bath. He only remembered that Fang Hao's fingers touched his eyes to prevent the shower gel and shampoo from getting into his eyes. After taking a bath, Fang Hao helped him put on his T-shirt, put him on the bed, and wiped his hair.

After all this, the hour hand was already pointing to half past two. Seeing Chen Jiayu like this, all the anger and imbalance in his heart before were slowly deflated like a punctured balloon. Fang Hao lay on the bed, hugging his shoulders from behind, pressing against his back, and gently called him: "Chen Jiayu, are you asleep?"

Chen Jiayu subconsciously agreed: "...Hmm," and then realized that it was a question, "...Huh?" This time it was a rising tone.

Fang Hao said in a muffled voice: "Actually... I don't want much, just stay with me."

Chen Jiayu was already very sleepy. When he heard this, he turned around and faced him, then tightened his arms and hugged him tightly.