When Fang Hao got up the next day, he still woke Chen Jiayu up. He was always a light sleeper. When he woke up, Chen Jiayu completely recalled everything that happened yesterday. His head still hurt and his cheeks were a little warm. He slept for less than five hours. Fang Hao was packing things he needed for work in the living room. When he woke up, he went back to the bedroom and looked at him: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
He was wearing a sweater and fitted casual pants, neat and handsome. Compared to him, Chen Jiayu felt that he looked embarrassed. But now Hao asked, and he had no choice but to sit up from the bed: "It's much better." He opened his mouth and realized how hoarse his voice was, probably from vomiting yesterday.
Fang Hao curled his eyes and smiled: "Why are you thinking of coming here again so late? I already promised to go back to Lijing. I should have known I would be waiting for you."
Chen Jiayu sighed, covered his face with his hands, and said, "I miss you." The sun was so strong that it stung his eyes.
Seeing this, Fang Hao closed the curtains tightly and handed him water and medicine: "I have to catch the shuttle. Drink more water and sleep for a while. If you have a headache, Ibuprofen will treat it. If you have a stomachache, this will cure it." If you have acid reflux, you can eat more."
Chen Jiayu took it and suddenly asked him: "Do you always have a stomachache recently?"
Fang Hao was stunned and said, "No."
Chen Jiayu endured his headache and recalled, "Then put your medicine bottle outside the sink."
Fang Hao was happy again: "Are you Conan?" After saying that, he realized that Chen Jiayu was not that easy to fool. He was so drunk yesterday that he was still seeing and listening in all directions. He just said: "Because of the incident at Pudong Tower, I was under too much pressure twice. After giving instructions, I went to the bathroom to vomit, but I couldn't vomit anything. I couldn't eat when I got home. Take this medicine. ...It’s of no use, because ultimately it’s not a stomach problem.”
Chen Jiayu closed his eyes, feeling pain in his heart. The words that Fang Hao said to him before falling asleep last night echoed in his ears again. He said in a low voice: "I've been gone for too long, haven't I."
Fang Hao's beautiful sword-shaped eyebrows knitted together again, and he said, "That's not what I meant. I don't want to take away your time... You are already in trouble enough."
"You're not trying to rob me," Chen Jiayu said after taking a sip of water. "Except for my mother's situation, I get tense from time to time. At other times, it's you. If others want to rob me... let them snatch it from me."
Fang Hao nodded and said yes.
Before leaving, Chen Jiayu did not forget to say to him: "Thank you, yesterday." He was usually good at saying nice things, but due to his hangover and the chaos last night, apart from his sincere gratitude, he couldn't say anything comforting or joking. I can’t even think of a time.
Fang Hao is not particularly good at responding to this kind of pure and sincere gratitude, even from his closest friends. He was a little embarrassed, so he smiled again, then walked in, hugged Chen Jiayu, and said, "You and I, why are you so polite? Let's go now. If you need anything, call me."
After his drunken visit to Jianhui Garden, although the second peak of Spring Festival travel after the holiday was still very stressful, Chen Jiayu resumed flying after a day's rest and it was more intensive than the pre-holiday schedule, but Fang Hao felt that he There is a little difference between the two. To him that night, it was as if the ruins of the wall had opened up a gap, and he got a glimpse of Chen Jiayu's rare vulnerability. There were too few times like this. In order to reconcile with himself during the landing lights incident, it was once when he explained the whole process of the emergency landing in Hong Kong in the car, once when he talked about his mother's condition, and again that night.
In front of himself, he is indeed less disguised and more real. For example, several times when he flew very late, he would return to Jianhui Park in the early morning, take off his flight uniform without saying a word, go to the bathroom to take a shower, dry his hair, change clothes and go to bed, hugging Fang Hao's back tightly. , breathing and breathing next to him, and then turned around to sleep on her own. When looking at him face to face, talking on the phone, or making love, he had an indescribable feeling that Chen Jiayu needed him and longed for his approach. Whenever he felt this way, his heart would beat violently uncontrollably, just like when they first met.
For another example, after Chen Jiayu had dinner and a few drinks with him at home one day, he also told him about his childhood and college days, and his relationship with Chen Zheng - Chen Zheng was a former Air Force veteran who switched to civil aviation. The veteran pilot actually wanted Chen Jiayu to join the Air Force and become a fighter pilot. He also grew up in an air force compound, and all the elders he knew were either captains or regimental commanders, platoon leaders, and he was regarded as a young man in the military. It can be seen that he did not want to go to the army after realizing the relatively free school life. It was probably the first and one of the few times in his life that he directly violated Chen Zheng's wishes. Being a civil aviation pilot is the dream of many boys and girls from ordinary backgrounds, but civil aviation is a compromise for Chen Jiayu. Before, he had a phone call with Chen Zheng in front of Fang Hao. Even though Fang Hao didn't pay attention and listened carefully, he also felt the tension in their relationship. Thinking of this, coupled with Cao Hui's illness, their relationship between father and son must be even more fragile.
Fang Hao also asked him, what are you going to do with me? After asking, he added, "I'm not saying you have to come out or anything like that. I didn't want to ask you, I just asked." Chen Jiayu also showed that rare helplessness at that time. He sighed and said - maybe he will never know. I never want to tell him in my life. Then, he looked into Fang Hao's eyes and said, "But there are too many things I didn't tell him, including this one."
For example, Chen Jiayu said the words "I'm a little tired and don't want to go" for the first time since they fell in love. Before, he always had Fang Hao to accompany him to the end, unless he really couldn't adjust the time, so that Fang Hao felt that Chen Jiayu's love performance was as if he was holding his scorecard in his hand, every time Reshuffle your cards after the date. Therefore, Fang Hao told him every time, forget it if you are tired and go another day. If you are tired, tell me if you are tired. How easy it is to change the day. After saying it about three times, Chen Jiayu learned it.
As for the watch that Chen Jiayu gave him as a New Year's gift, he put it on and tried it on in private. It was indeed very good-looking, so much so that it dazzled him. Fang Hao thought about it and put it in the cabinet until there is a suitable occasion.
With all this, Fang Hao felt that although the two of them were busier and physically and spatially distanced, the distance between their hearts was getting closer. After having this realization, he felt quite satisfied, and even the busy work was not so difficult.
This thought probably lasted until a Sunday in late February.
That week, Xu Yang, the new Level 4 approach control officer, took up his post, and with Guo Zhifang, who returned to normal schedule after the holidays, Fang Hao felt that his work pressure was slightly less. He had worked a long night shift the night before. He didn't bother to sleep in the morning, so he called Chen Jiayu and asked him what his plans were for the evening. Chen Jiayu had a rest day today. He said on the phone that he had no plans, so Fang Hao asked him if he wanted to come over to Jianhui Garden to eat out. It happened that he was not on duty at night. Chen Jiayu is a self-proclaimed half-gourmet. Not only does he like to cook for himself, but he also has very high requirements for food and drink. Therefore, during the days of their relationship, they have exhausted all the few delicious places in Daxing. Fang Hao saw a new Hong Kong-style tea restaurant opened nearby and wanted to try the water, so he asked.
Chen Jiayu sounded hesitant for a moment, and then he said, "I have something else to do tonight."
Fang Hao answered very understandingly: "You are staying with your parents in Lijing, right?" Before Chen Jiayu could speak, he said for him: "You haven't been back much recently. You flew a lot last week."
Chen Jiayu hummed, feeling a little guilty.
In fact, his job was not to accompany his parents in Lijing, but to take Wang Xiang's nephew to practice animatronics. He had promised Wang Xiang a few weeks ago, and now his nephew came over to make an appointment with him. But when Fang Hao asked, his first reaction was that he didn't want to tell the whole story. He was unsure in his heart - not only not sure what the outcome would be if he made the simulator himself, but also not sure what his reaction would be if he told Fang Hao. The two people had a conflict before about the Weibo simulator data, and Fang Hao turned over his old score. So this time, he planned to be cautious and share the results with him after practicing. He felt like a patient who had been told by the doctor, "You may have a serious and difficult disease that needs to be confirmed by testing." Before the test results came out, he subjectively did not want to believe it, nor did he want to tell his family or people close to him. . After all, some things just come true.
When he arrived at the company, Wang Runze was already waiting for him and bought him a drink. Chen Jiayu didn't rush to recognize him when he saw him just now. Who would have thought that Wang Xiang, who is 1.65 meters tall and has a beer belly and a Mediterranean look, could have a pretty handsome nephew. Of course he is much taller than Wang Xiang and has dark skin. On weekends, He was still wearing a pilot uniform, looking like he had just returned from training.
"Brother Jia, here we come." Wang Runze greeted him when he saw him, "Thank you for making a trip to the company during the weekend. I'm sorry to trouble you." As expected, like uncle, like nephew, Wang Runze Like Wang Xiang, he is also very polite.
Chen Jiayu also greeted him: "Wang Runze, right? No trouble." He was wearing casual clothes, brought his key card and ID, and followed Wang Runze upstairs.
There are also many people practicing on simulators on weekends, mostly young pilots. There are a total of 15 simulation equipment in the training center, including three 737-800 full-motion simulators. This is quite a lot, because the Air China aircraft fleet is still dominated by 737-800, with nearly 100 aircraft. Many Boeing pilots first trained on this model, and Chen Jiayu did the same when he modified it three years ago.
Everyone who flies during training knows Air China Chen Jiayu, and even those who have never seen him before recognize his face. An acquaintance made a joke: "Brother Jia, come and kick our stool." Many instructors are instructing flight attendants to do dynamic simulations. Sometimes, if they see someone who is not doing well, they will kick the stool flying in front of them to remind them. Chen Jiayu was also kicked on the stool back then.
Chen Jiayu smiled and said, "Where is it? I'll review my lessons and get a feel for it." Although he said this, everyone saw Wang Runze beside him, and Wang Runze's uncle had a relationship with the company. Almost got it.
The pilot who just made the noise said to Chen Jiayu again: "Don't wait here, go and fly the Airbus animate model?"
Wang Runze also interjected and asked him: "Yes, Brother Jia, how many model licenses do you have?"
Chen Jiayu lowered his head and thought for a while: "Let me do the math... Needless to say, Airbus A330, now flying Boeing 737-800, 737-MAX, 787-9. Does flying privately count?"
Wang Runze and other young pilots showed envious expressions before Chen Jiayu said: "The old pilot is much better than me."
After a few people dispersed, he said to Wang Runze: "It doesn't matter if you can fly more. You have to memorize everything. The procedures and instruments must be rotten in your mind."
Wang Runze nodded quickly. While they were talking, the two pilots on the last 737-800 movable model also came off and said to Chen Jiayu and others: "We are almost done today, come on."