On Thursday night, Chen Jiayu didn't sleep well all night because he had to go to the hospital the next day. Various possibilities ran through his mind like a movie. As soon as he closed his eyes, Cao Hui was in the past of his life. The scenes of thirty-three years kept flashing back. What is his father doing now? Was he going through pain and suffering like him, or was he silently accepting it?
The only thing that made him feel a little relieved and comforted was probably his reaction when sending Fang Hao to the airport that day. Chen Jiayu felt that what he said was clear enough. The words "I have someone I like" are like a depth bomb in anyone's ears, and the aftermath can ripple all night long. After Chen Jiayu dropped the bomb, he watched Fang Hao's reaction from the side, and then he intuitively felt that it was somewhat interesting.
Logically speaking, Fang Hao did not respond to his words, did not tease, gossip or interfere with the matter between him and Kong Xinyi. But it was precisely because of the lack of response that Chen Jiayu secretly felt that something was wrong. If it were another straight friend who heard this gossip next to him, he would definitely make fun of it. Of course, one reason that cannot be ruled out is that Fang Hao does not want to pry into other people's privacy at will. He feels that this is crossing the line. But after these two days, they had talked about no matter how uncomfortable the topic was, and he didn't feel that there was any separation between the two of them. Therefore, there is only one remaining reason, that is, Fang Hao deliberately avoided talking about it. I didn’t talk about it on purpose just because I felt guilty.
On Friday afternoon, he drove Chen Zheng to the hospital. Along the way, they didn't exchange any words about how they had spent the night before, and the atmosphere was very dull. After arriving at the hospital, the doctor showed them a bunch of test results and orders. The medical terminology made people dizzy, but the final conclusion was simple: now that we have reached this cut-off point, let the patients and their families choose the length of life or life. the quality of. Maintaining the status quo and continuing chemotherapy is a common medical method, but it will also bring corresponding side effects, making the patient's fragile body even more unbearable, seriously affecting the quality of life, and living in pain. Cao Hui had a severe reaction to the treatment before and needed to be hospitalized. Now, when some cancer cells have metastasized to the lymph nodes, you can choose conservative treatment without continuing chemotherapy.
In fact, this was similar to what Chen Jiayu expected the night before. There was no miracle or luck. In front of him were his mother's test samples, laboratory data, and cold medical facts. He felt a little uncomfortable, so he excused himself to go to the bathroom and stood up for a walk outside.
Finally, it was Chen Zheng who walked outside to meet him, stopped him and said, "If you have anything else to do, we'll be busy later. Let's go inside to sign first." Chen Jiayu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said, "What are you signing?" Chen Jiayu said Zheng actually didn't notice that he was in a bad mood, but thought he was taking a work or personal call. Chen Jiayu also thinks this is ridiculous. His father could chat with him all night about the performance of the 737, but now he can't guess what the other is thinking.
Chen Zheng said matter-of-factly: "The family notification letter for the next course of treatment."
Chen Jiayu understood now that for Chen Zheng, this was not a decision at all. In other words, he had already made this decision for Cao Hui and did not want to involve her at all. He lamented that they wanted to go too far, but the immediate issues still needed to be resolved, so he objected: "It's up to my mother to decide whether to continue treatment or not, not the two of us."
Chen Zheng insisted: "Then we must continue the treatment. She doesn't need to worry about this kind of thing."
"It is this kind of thing that she needs to worry about." Chen Jiayu went out of his way and completely denied Chen Zheng's words, confronting him from head to toe. "If she doesn't worry about it, who does? This is a matter of dignity of life."
The father and son stood face to face, face to face. Chen Jiayu was half a head taller and stood upright.
Chen Zheng was suppressed by his momentum, and he rarely replied. He just said: "Isn't life a matter of dignity?"
Chen Jiayu said: "That's for you." He didn't dare to say anything unpleasant. If he had to choose, of course he would choose the length, because he didn't want to lose his loved ones. However, who knows that it will be his selfishness, and he will let Cao Hui use pain to fulfill himself and his father, and fulfill a hypocritical "family health".
He raised his head and saw that the woods outside the hospital were already withered and yellow. The autumn wind in Beijing at the end of October was bleak, blowing on the sparse tree trunks. The tree trunks cut into the sky, leaving irreparable ravines. When his father was young, he was tall and handsome. When Chen Jiayu was young, his father's old comrades always said, "Why do you look so much like him?" They were half praised and half cursed. But are they similar? He felt more and more that it was not that the father and son were drifting apart, but that he had regarded "not living like Chen Zheng" as his life goal.
In the end, Chen Zheng couldn't defeat him. Chen Jiayu and the word "axis" have nothing to do with each other. He has always played both sides and never kept his words to the letter. But on this matter, he insisted on listening to Cao Hui, without any room for negotiation. The father and son went home and slowly told Cao Hui what had happened. Cao Hui was the most accepting one among them. She just said, "Actually, I have been thinking about this for a long time," and instead comforted Chen Zheng and Chen Jiayu.
Because of this unexpected news, Chen Jiayu was in a bad mood. He regretted switching shifts with Yue Dachao. He just wanted to lie at home on Saturday, watch some comedy movie with Cao Hui, or have a meal and drink with his friends. He took out his phone and flipped through it aimlessly. He suddenly remembered something, then found a public account article, scrolled down a few pages in the WeChat contacts, found a person, and sent it.
Fang Hao had just returned from running when he received Chen Jiayu's WeChat message. It was rare that he was not on duty and did not need to work the night shift due to jet lag, so he just happened to run a slightly longer distance. The temperature in autumn is the most comfortable. After running for two hours, he felt very relaxed and was looking forward to taking a quick shower to wash away his fatigue.
He picked up his phone and saw a link to Dianping's official account, which read "Taishan Restaurant opening welcome discount, 15% off for the entire site, until October 31st." Then Chen Jiayu followed a message: [Last few words There’s a discount today, do you want to go?]
He was surprised at first, but he didn't expect Chen Jiayu to really care about eating another day. Fang Hao mentioned to him once that he wanted to eat Taishan cuisine, when he and Fang Shengjie had dinner last time. In the end, Fang Shengjie, who had been in Guangdong for a holiday, got tired of eating Cantonese food, so they went to Sichuan Chengxiang Restaurant. . Unexpectedly, Chen Jiayu still remembers it until now.
Regarding Chen Jiayu and everything that happened between them, Fang Hao felt that he had figured it out. Anyway, the other party didn't say clearly that he likes him or anything. If he directly refused Chen Jiayu's invitation to have a meal to avoid suspicion, he might be being sentimental. So, he took the most earthly method, which was to block it with soldiers, cover it with water and earth, and just let everything take its course. Anyway, Fang Hao expected that people like Chen Jiayu would never be as direct as Lang Feng.
So, he replied: [Okay. What days of the week are you free? 】
Chen Jiayu, on the other hand, couldn't wait to drive to Daxing to have this meal now - he needed an outlet for his emotions, and he also needed something to distract himself. But he still kept his composure, checked the schedule with Fang Hao, and then made an appointment after get off work on Monday night. Fortunately, Chen Jiayu's calculations were very thorough. He calculated that if Fang Hao didn't know how to drive during the day shift, he could give him a ride home after dinner.
On Monday, Fang Hao knew which flight he was flying on, and greeted him on the approach frequency when he returned to Beijing with a friendly tone: "Air China 1332, the radar saw it, lower the altitude to 5000 and maintain."
Chen Jiayu was very cooperative and followed the program obediently. He took a look at the TCAS radar screen and saw that there was a Hainan Airlines aircraft about 7 nautical miles ahead at an altitude of 4,000. He calculated that the horizontal separation was quite small, so he referred to the 15 nautical miles recommended by the terminal and started to slow down. 300 nautical miles reduced to 250.
Just when Fang Hao was about to give the instruction to adjust the speed to 250, he watched Chen Jiayu adjust the speed and maintain a good distance tacitly. There are very few planes now, so he just said: "Why are you coming back so late this time?" He has his schedule, and even if he doesn't, he can check the takeoff and landing times if he wants.
Chen Jiayu replied quickly: "It was delayed again in Baiyun. One more hour and I will exceed the duty time."
Fang Hao calculated the time, and indeed, it was one hour longer than the original delay. He actually thought about it and glanced at 17 left. There was a United Airlines plane that had just landed. Behind it was Hainan Airlines, which was ten nautical miles away. Then he asked: "Hainan 371 heavy, do you want to apply for full runway landing?" Hainan Airlines 371 is from Tokyo. It is a heavy-duty A330. It has to take off and land at least 3,000 meters.
He was too familiar with the voice of Hainan Airlines: "Hey, I have to apply. Hainan 371 heavy." Isn't this Zhou Qichen? The wave channel is very lively now.
Hearing the voice of an acquaintance, Fang Hao was in a good mood and said, "Okay, Hainan 371 heavy, continue the approach at 17th," and then turned to Chen Jiayu and the others and said, "Air China 1332, make a blind landing at 17th." The implication is, I tried, but I can’t help you today.
Chen Jiayu laughed deeply on the VHF and said: "Hainan 371 - let's settle the score on the ground."
Zhou Qichen's voice was very casual and he said with a smile: "Air China 1332, please follow us slowly."
Fang Hao smiled and gave Zhou Qichen instructions to establish a blind landing, then turned to Chen Jiayu and the others to give the last instruction: "Air China 1332, turn left to heading 330, continue the approach, radar service is terminated. Contact tower 118.2, goodbye."
Chen Jiayu repeated: "Turn left to heading 330 and continue approach, Air China 1332," and then added, "See you soon."
At the last second before Zhou Qichen dialed the frequency, what he heard was Chen Jiayu's words, "See you later." After he walked out of the cabin, the first thing he did was to ask Chen Jiayu on WeChat to see if he wanted to have dinner together, hoping to test his guess.
Chen Jiayu refused simply and neatly: "It won't work this time, I'll wait for someone else. Next time."
Zhou Qichen also has a sixth sense for this kind of thing. He has been on the forefront of gossip for several years, so based on what he heard in Bo Daoli today, he asked directly: "Have you made an appointment with Fang Hao?"
Chen Jiayu also said very confidently: "Yes."
Zhou Qichen felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
After Fang Hao got off work from the tower, he received a message from Lang Feng, asking him to wait for him at T1 and saying that he had something for him. The last time Fang Hao chatted with him was when he sent Zhou Qichen's business card to Lang Feng. He touched the back of his head - what happened to him later, he had long forgotten about it. It seemed that he This matchmaker is too unqualified.
Lang Feng greeted him with a smile, holding the small bag in his hand. Fang Hao saw it now and frowned secretly. He didn't think Lang Feng was someone who would stalk him. When he said he wasn't interested, Lang Feng obviously let it go on the spot. He just hoped it wouldn't be something expensive, because he really didn't want to accept a gift that was too expensive. If he accepted it, he would have to return the gift or refuse it, which would be very embarrassing.
Lang Feng greeted him: "Fang Hao, long time no see," and then he went straight to the point and said: "You didn't let me treat you to dinner that day, so I gave you something to express my gratitude."
He said and handed over the bag.
Fang Hao took a look and saw that it had the Air France logo on it, not KLM, and he instantly became curious. The moment he took out the gift, he was even more surprised. It’s not a luxury watch, not a brand-name wallet card holder, or anything like that, but an aircraft model.
Moreover, it is not an ordinary model, but Concorde, one of the only two supersonic passenger aircraft in the world jointly developed by Air France and British Airways. It is also the only delta-wing passenger aircraft, with a cruising speed of Mach 2.2, and a towering nose like a bird's beak. , with wingspan like an eagle soaring into the blue sky. Although it was later retired in 2003 due to economic losses and the crash of Air France 4590, it can be said to be a brilliant moment in the history of civil aviation technology and aviation.
Fang Hao really liked it. He thanked Lang Feng and said, "I really didn't expect to receive a Concorde model." Then he asked, "How did you get it?"
Lang Feng smiled: "Well, it's a limited edition. I asked a friend from Air France to get it in Europe, and then I took a transoceanic flight with me."
"Thank you," Fang Hao said again, "This is the best gift I have received this year." He took it and looked at it from left to right. It can be said that he couldn't put it down. After a while, he thought of a more critical question: "How do you know that I...collect this?"
Lang Feng hesitated for a moment, then told him truthfully: "Oh, I asked Zhou Qichen."
Fang Hao was a little ashamed when he thought about his matchmaking behavior, which was very hands-off. At this moment, he hesitated to say something.
Just as he was hesitating, he saw Chen Jiayu coming out of the nearby parking lot. He also saw Fang Hao from a distance, said a few words to the first officer, and then came over on his own.
Fang Hao had no choice but to introduce Chen Jiayu and Lang Feng to each other. Last time outside the Italian restaurant, Chen Jiayu actually met the two of them once. In fact, from the last time to now, Fang Haotong had only met Lang Feng twice, and he bumped into him both times. This is not a coincidence. T1 is the busiest terminal in Daxing. There are many flights taking off and landing during the morning and evening peaks. More than a dozen crew members often shuttle through the terminal. It is not uncommon to run into familiar faces. Chen Jiayu had met Lang Feng many times before, but because Lang Feng worked for a foreign airline, they had not communicated directly.
Chen Jiayu walked in calmly, shook hands with Lang Feng politely and said, "I've heard of him for a long time."
Lang Feng shook his hand enthusiastically and said quickly: "No, no, I should say this."
Chen Jiayu raised his eyebrows and was noncommittal. He lowered his head and saw what Fang Hao was holding, and commented: "Xiehe, so elegant. What's the occasion? Is it your birthday?"
Fang Hao denied, "Ah, no."
Chen Jiayu remembered something and suddenly mentioned the old story to Lang Feng: "You were the one who blew out the tire on the 17th floor that day, right?"
Lang Feng said: "Yes, thank you Fang Hao for seeing it, so I'm here to thank you. If it were someone else, I might have had to fly up there for twenty minutes before I could get down."
Fang Hao smiled again and said, "Nothing."
But Chen Jiayu thought in his heart that he was also grateful to Lang Feng. If his tire burst had not caused him and Fang Hao to have a quarrel in the road, he would not have known Fang Hao.
Lang Feng knew that Chen Jiayu was here to see Fang Hao, so he politely said a few words and left. After walking away, he couldn't help but look back at the two people. He intuitively felt that the atmosphere between the two people was very subtle, especially when he thought about the last time he met him outside the Italian restaurant. Fang Hao was looking at his mobile phone and didn't notice it, but Lang Feng saw it. Chen Jiayu was standing outside the glass window, looking towards I looked here several times. However, thinking of Fang Haoyi's stern words to him: "Don't talk to people in the circle", Lang Feng shook his head and felt that he was overthinking.
He didn't hear it. Chen Jiayu asked Fang Hao from a distance, and the latter replied in a low voice: "My birthday is November 12th."——
"The whole world thinks you are in love" series
Mach 1 speed of sound
p.s. The Yuyu who sent me a private message last time, thank you for catching bugs, it has been modified. My level is not high enough so I can’t reply to private messages right now, so I’m just going to shout here >