That night, all the crew and cabin crew of Air China 1713 were taken away for questioning, and all their mobile phones were confiscated and kept in storage. Because in less than two minutes of falling, everyone suffered several G's of gravity. After questioning, they were all sent to the nearest hospital for physical examination.
After Fang Hao made more than 30 calls but couldn't get through, he went to look for his car in the parking lot and saw Chen Jiayu's white Macan alone in the parking lot. He drove to Lijing again. Rationally, he knew that if Chen Jiayu returned to Lijing, his car would not be at the airport, and he would not answer his call. But his reason had already flown out of the window. On Air China 1713 The moment of successful grounding.
When he arrived at Lijing, of course he didn't find anyone. At this time, it was Chu Yirou who called him. She said: "Xiaoxu told me that they are at the 201 Main Hospital. If the phone cannot be reached, they should have turned it in."
"You're in the hospital...are you okay?"
"It should just be a routine inspection. Don't worry too much. Drive slowly at night."
It was already past two o'clock in the morning, Chu Yirou hadn't slept yet, and she was still thinking about herself. Fang Hao took a few hard breaths and calmed down before replying to her: "Thank you. I'll go to the hospital right now."
Fang Hao turned around instantly and drove to the 201 Main Hospital, but he and Chen Jiayu were interrupted again.
After leaving the hospital, Chen Jiayu got his mobile phone back, then went back to the airport to pick up his car, and drove straight to Fang Hao's house in Jianhui Garden. Although the accident was settled for the time being, he and Duan Jingchu were asked separately about what happened, and he told everything from Duan Jingchu's deployment of the flaps to his subsequent rescue. He didn't have anything to worry about in this regard. After all, it wasn't the first time he had experienced such a big accident. But his anxiety came from elsewhere. He had been thinking about contacting Fang Hao. All in all, since the alarm clock rang at 4:30 in the morning, he had not slept for almost a whole day, but at this time, he was in a particularly excited state and did not feel sleepy at all.
At that time, the last passenger was evacuated. Chen Jiayu's first thought after stepping out of the cabin was that the sky in Beijing was really blue. He had survived the catastrophe and would be lucky again. He made another successful emergency landing. The second thought was that Fang Hao's prophecy came true yesterday morning. If I had listened to the advice at that time and called Wang Xiang and transferred the class, this matter would have been a thing. Although he heard Fang Hao's voice on the VHF, and his voice was calm at that time, Chen Jiayu also knew that it was because he was at the seat, and he was holding hundreds of lives in his hands. Who would be defeated? Even if he is killed, he cannot collapse. He really wanted to look at Fang Hao and say something to him.
Fang Hao almost drove into the parking lot of 201 Main Hospital before he received a call from Chen Jiayu, saying that he was at his home.
"Okay, I'll turn around and come back." That's all he said. At that time, he had been driving for nearly three hours straight, from the airport to Lijing and then to the hospital. He tried hard to control his tone and asked Chen Jiayu on the phone: "What's going on?"
"Duan Jingchu turned off the slats and opened the flaps twice at cruising altitude. When I found out, he asked him to retract it. When he retracted it, the No. 5 flap must have malfunctioned and got stuck, which caused the configuration to be unbalanced and rolled directly, so he landed. "The flaps were stuck at zero degrees." Chen Jiayu only explained one sentence. What he really wanted to say was later: "Fang Hao, I asked you to say it right that day, I..."
Fang Hao interrupted him: "Let's talk when we go home." He was driving. He should not have too much mental fluctuations while driving. He could not continue chatting. If he continued to chat, he would lose control of the steering wheel.
Fang Hao ran upstairs again, and when he opened the door with the key, he saw Chen Jiayu standing at the door waiting for him. He was still wearing the captain's uniform, and his white shirt was wrinkled due to this series of events. The four golden stripes on his shoulders reflected the faint light in the corridor.
The first thing Fang Hao said when he saw him was: "Chen Jiayu, what the hell..." He started but couldn't continue.
Having known Fang Hao for such a long time, Chen Jiayu can count on one hand the number of times he has been violent. Only the light in the entrance hall was on, but Chen Jiayu could still see it, and his eyes were red.
Chen Jiayu was pushed against the wall by his shoulders. His kisses were overwhelming, and he bit her lips. Chen Jiayu hadn't slept a wink for almost a whole day. He couldn't breathe at this moment and could only respond as best he could. He held Fang Hao's shoulders with both hands and let him move. He didn't want to resist either.
Fang Hao's emotions were tense to the extreme, like water in a cup, the surface was swollen, and if there was one more drop, the whole thing would overflow. His voice was tight as he tore off Chen Jiayu's flight uniform with one hand and took off his pants with the other hand.
"I want to fuck you." Fang Hao said with red eyes. In fact, there was no need for him to explain. Chen Jiayu probably had an idea of what he wanted to do. He sighed, knowing that he would not be able to escape today's conflict, so he lowered his eyes and sighed.
The emotions and lust between the two of them were all over the place. Fang Hao hurriedly dug out lubricants and condoms, but did not let Chen Jiayu go back to the bedroom. Chen Jiayu still finished taking off his clothes. He was completely naked, with his broad shoulders pressed against the wall. Ren Fanghao grasped his waist tightly and spread one hand on his back.
His preparations were sloppy, and Chen Jiayu was not without pain, so he gritted his teeth and endured it, with thin beads of sweat remaining on his forehead. He has never been down there, except a long, long time ago when he and Liang Yinan were exploring each other in college, and never since. But the target was Fang Hao, so all exceptions were allowed.
He didn't say anything, and Fang Hao didn't speak either. He took out his fingers. The glass bottle of lubricant fell to the floor and shattered. Fang Hao didn't care. He was afraid that Chen Jiayu would step on it, so he raised his foot and kicked the bottle aside. Then the plastic packaging was torn open with a tearing sound. The rubber was stretched, and then there was the sound of skin rubbing against skin. He pressed Chen Jiayu's shoulders and slowly but firmly buried his fully erect penis inch by inch.
Of course it hurt at the beginning. Fang Hao held back his breath and did not show mercy. Chen Jiayu had no choice but to relax as much as possible. He knew in his heart that the other person would not really slow down if he said "slow down". Fang Hao fucked him without any rules from behind. At first it was just painful from the friction, but later it hit the prostate inside and felt a little bit.
Fang Hao has always felt that Chen Jiayu's shoulders are the sexiest part. His back is broad and it feels special whether he is being held by him or hugging him. Now, Chen Jiayu surrendered under his body, her thighs and buttocks were tightly stretched, every muscle on her shoulders and back was stiff, and all the lines were about to burst. Just looking at his back made Fang Hao lose control and speed up his thrusting. Their heavy gasps mingled together, lubricant dripping down his thighs. This position was also tiring. Fang Hao didn't last long, so he tightened his arms around his waist and ejaculated without reservation. The moment he ejaculated, as if this was not enough, he bit Chen Jiayu's shoulder with his teeth and dug his fingers into his skin. Chen Jiayu closed his eyes. He didn't need to look. He knew Fang Hao's current state and expression better than anyone else.
"Hiss..." He couldn't hold it back, and it was only now that he felt the pain of being bitten on his shoulder. Because of the pain from the friction behind him and the pain in his shoulder, he hadn't ejaculated yet. But Fang Hao didn't withdraw his genitals from his body for a long time. He just buried his head in his neck, touched the teeth marks he had just made with his fingers, and said, "You are mine."
He has been very restrained.
Chen Jiayu's eyes were a little wet. He knew that the situation was critical today, and he could only focus on troubleshooting and flying the plane smoothly. But he knew the danger from the beginning to the end, and the only one who was worried and powerless was Fang Hao, and only Fang Hao. He was really sorry for him.
When he came to his senses, he turned around and saw that Fang Hao's hair was slightly longer, and the strands of hair on his forehead were wet with sweat. What was even more shocking was that there were drops of blood on his calves to the insteps of his ankles.
Chen Jiayu asked him aloud: "What's going on?" He looked carefully and realized that the glass bottle containing lubricant was broken. He was pressed against the wall by Fang Hao for more than ten minutes just now. He didn't see or react. Fang Hao probably didn't realize it himself.
Fang Hao gasped and said, "It was a small cut, it's okay."
He picked up a towel and wiped it, then pushed Chen Jiayu to the bedroom. He could also see that Chen Jiayu hadn't ejaculated yet. He pushed him against the head of the bed with one hand, then crossed his legs and sat on him. His right hand reached behind him and began to expand himself. Only then did he realize that the lubricant bottle was broken, so he ran to the living room again and applied some lubrication to the half-broken bottle.
He arched his beautiful back and forced himself to expand in this posture, and it was even more sloppy than when he did it for Chen Jiayu before. After tapping it twice with two fingers, he was about to press Chen Jiayu's shoulders and sit down.
It was Chen Jiayu who stopped him: "Don't worry, you are not ready." In fact, Fang Hao had just expanded himself in front of him, and all the forbearance was seen by him. This action was too sexy, and Chen Jiayu also tolerated it very much. Hard.
Fang Hao stretched out a hand and covered his mouth to prevent him from speaking. Then he found the correct position and sat down slowly without hesitation. The tunnel was so tight that it hurt Chen Jiayu's grip. He frowned in pain. Fang Hao was so wild today, his expression was sexy and dedicated, and Chen Jiayu couldn't keep his eyes off him.
Of course it hurt at first, but Fang Hao wanted to feel pain. He felt that he was not afraid of physical pain, because his heart was already in unbearable pain, and it seemed that only physical pain could make him feel better.
He swayed his body rapidly. It was too difficult to adapt to Chen Jiayu's fully erect size without full expansion. He was just reckless.
What made him unbearable the most was that Fang Hao opened his eyes after a while, and then said to him: "Harder."
Chen Jiayu said nothing. At that time, the corridor was not smooth yet, so he worked hard to open up. In order not to act recklessly, he used all his strength to endure it, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
Fang Hao ordered him again: "Chen Jiayu, fuck me harder."
It was probably this sentence that broke his string. Chen Jiayu felt it. Although he was reluctant to give up, his desire was still in front of him. He still held Fang Hao's butt steady. Every time he lowered his body, he found the right angle. Push it in hard.
After about a few minutes, the in and out became smoother. Fang Hao clamped his thighs tightly and still pressed Chen Jiayu's shoulder firmly with one hand. His plump and straight buttocks kept rubbing against Chen Jiayu's strong thighs. He held his head up and couldn't see his expression clearly. Chen Jiayu couldn't control it anymore. Her fingers dug into his buttocks, holding and kneading them while her teeth bit his left nipple.
Fang Hao was bitten so hard that his whole body trembled. Chen Jiayu knew that he was so happy, so he took this opportunity to take back the initiative, tightened his lower abdomen and core, lifted his buttocks, and fucked hard inside in this position. Fang Hao shook his head, and the thighs that were straddling him were a little weak, so he couldn't control the angle and strength. His own weight was pressed down, allowing Chen Jiayu's penis to slide in completely, entering into an unprecedented position. depth. Chen Jiayu also snorted. So cool, so cool. The tunnel was finally slippery and smooth at this time. The flesh was hitting the flesh and the slapping sounds continued. He looked up and saw Fang Hao's Adam's apple rolling, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. His eyes were full of lust, and he was moaning without restraint. He lowered his head and He could see that his hard, purple penis was completely buried inside Fang Hao's body, and the sac slapped against the seam of his buttocks, which turned red. He was also furious.
Fang Hao regained some of his rationality at this moment. Originally, it was easier for him to control the rhythm in the riding position, but this time he was disrupted by Chen Jiayu. He felt a little uncomfortable when he suddenly went so deep. He frowned and pushed Chen Jiayu's chest: "Don't..."
Chen Jiayu just stared at his eyes and asked him: "Do you want to be happy?"
Fang Hao didn't say anything, so Chen Jiayu acquiesced, tightened his waist and started fucking again from bottom to top. He also forgot that he had not slept for more than 20 hours, and that a few hours ago he was falling almost out of control at an altitude of 10,000 meters. There was only one person in front of him, the person he loved, and there was only one feeling, that is You want to fuck him, fuck him to death, let his heart beat into your heart, and grow together with you. If you want to hurt, you will hurt together, if you want to die, you will die together.
Fang Hao knew that he had started all this, and so far it was completely out of control. But he was unable to recover and could only continue to sink. He couldn't stop for a long time.
Chen Jiayu's thrusts were too messy and deep, and Fang Hao's legs were weak due to him. From the moment he lost the initiative, he couldn't use any strength in his legs. Once, he was even pushed to the point where his center of gravity shifted. , and almost fell out of bed together with Chen Jiayu. He grabbed the edge of the bed with one hand to stabilize his position, but Chen Jiayu took advantage of it and turned over, and the two of them landed on the carpet beside the bed. Because the carpet was soft and Chen Jiayu held his waist, no one fell, but Fang Hao was still a little confused. Chen Jiayu spread his legs completely, pinched his thigh with one hand, and touched his neck with the other hand, pinching his neck with 50% of his strength. This was a sensitive area for Fang Hao. Chen Jiayu knew that he had always had reservations, but he couldn't do it this time.
This position went the deepest, but every time he pulled out, Fang Hao felt that it was not enough. He was fucked to the point of feeling, and his penis stood up completely. Every time Chen Jiayu pulled out a little, he would swing his waist and hips to meet the next move. , letting his genitals repeatedly grind the point that made him lose consciousness. Later, he couldn't find the rhythm and gave up. His ten fingers hugged Chen Jiayu's generous back, and his nails dug into his flesh. But Chen Jiayu remembered the angle, took his two thin and strong legs with both hands, put them on his shoulders, and fucked in again. Fang Hao could hardly breathe when he grabbed his neck. Later, Chen Jiayu gave up on his neck and responded with the same kind of treatment. He blocked his mouth with his two hands and then inserted his fingers into him. Moving in and out of the mouth, fucking his throat, in the same rhythm as below. Fang Hao's jaw couldn't be closed, and his moans turned into whimpers like small animals. His saliva flowed out and wetted his lips and Chen Jiayu's two fingers. The top and bottom were very lustful for a while.
Their sex, although Chen Jiayu is on top, has always been about working hard and enjoying it together; Fang Hao considers himself a typical example of good physical strength and energy, and he is also arrogant when making love. He has never been so completely suppressed. . It feels good, but...it feels so wronged. He was even forced to cry rational tears. Seeing him like this, Chen Jiayu finally let go of his hands, placed her arms on both sides of his body, and only concentrated on fucking his back.
Fang Hao felt such pleasure that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. Sweat dripped down his back, and his back hole felt so soft and moist. Chen Jiayu was too strong and did it too cruelly. He had never been so cruel. Fang Hao had never seen him like this before. His eyes were turbulent, like a hungry wolf or a beast that didn't know what to eat. Fang Hao completely lost the strength and energy to resist. He only felt that his back hole was being pounded so much that he could feel the shape of his penis. He was about to be penetrated.
The kick he just kicked at the glass bottle left a long, shallow mark on the instep of Fang Hao's right foot. He wiped it clean in the living room, but with the fierce movement, blood immediately oozed out. Not much, but Blood drops mixed with sweat and fell down his slender calves, and a few drops even fell into his eyes. Under this collision, he screamed very loudly, and his voice was completely hoarse. His right hand was pressed tightly by Chen Jiayu and he could not move, while his left hand holding the edge of the bed had stretched veins. Sweat blinded his eyes, and he couldn't see. He just moved his waist based on his feelings - both of them were crazy and were dying. Finally, in the overwhelming chaos and unparalleled pleasure, he hammered the edge of the bed hard. A white light seemed to flash before his eyes, and then his whole body trembled uncontrollably. Fang Hao realized belatedly that he had been fucked.
Chen Jiayu couldn't bear it anymore after that moment. He forced himself to pull out of Fang Hao's body, then raised his genitals and ejaculated all over Fang Hao's face. From his eyes, lips to neck, his things were all over his face. After that, he almost didn't stop. He pressed forward with his whole body, held Fang Hao's chin with his right hand, and kissed him again.
Fang Hao's mouth was still filled with his wet semen, so he closed his lips tightly and said, "Stop it, it's dirty."
Chen Jiayu stroked his cheek and ear with his right hand, and took advantage of the moment when his attention relaxed to pry open his teeth. Fang Hao was actually no stranger to such routines, but his mind had stopped thinking for a long time. From the moment he saw Chen Jiayu, a living person, appearing in front of him, he couldn't think anymore. He had to kiss him.
"I am yours," Chen Jiayu breathed into his ear after kissing him, "You are mine too."
The tense string in his heart finally broke, and Fang Hao couldn't help it anymore. His eyes were red, and tears were soaked in sweat, which rolled into water beads along his handsome profile.
He lay down again. It was uncomfortable for the two of them to lie in the few meters of space next to the bed. Their shoulders were squeezed, but no one made a sound until the breathing subsided.
It was Chen Jiayu who turned his head first, wiped Fang Hao's face with a towel from behind, and then held his head.
Fang Hao stubbornly refused to let him take her at first. His emotions were too exposed and he was afraid that Chen Jiayu would see them all. Later, he finally couldn't break up and didn't want to hold on anymore, so he let Chen Jiayu take over.
The moment Chen Jiayu saw his side face, it felt like a hole was poked in his heart, and blood suddenly came out. Regret, distress, concern, longing, all kinds of emotions were like violent rain covering him from head to toe. He suddenly choked up.
"I'm sorry," he gently touched Fang Hao's hair and the back of his head, and said it all at once: "I love you. I'm sorry."
Fang Hao hoarse his voice and finally gave him a reply: "Chen Jiayu." He called his name, then carefully considered each word, and said, "Stop doing this. I feel too uncomfortable."
From now on, no matter what Chen Jiayu said or did, it seemed that nothing could comfort him. Fang Hao's mood seemed to have collapsed. He was not crying loudly. On the contrary, his tears flowed out silently without stopping, and he was breathing heavily in his throat, as if he was calming his breathing. And Chen Jiayu held him tightly in his arms, hugging him with his whole shoulder. After about half an hour of this, he was tired and finally recovered.
After calming down, Fang Hao only felt that his thighs were extremely sore, and there was even a foreign body sensation in the back, fluid was constantly flowing out, and he felt like he couldn't close his legs. He slowly stood up while holding on to the edge of the bed. Because of the intense sex and the sobbing that had just happened for half an hour, his brain was lacking oxygen, and his eyesight almost went black at this moment. Chen Jiayu stood up and held his shoulders, but Fang Hao refused. He slowly walked to the bathroom and filled the water.
Chen Jiayu was left alone behind.
Chen Jiayu turned around, turned on all the lights, and took a look inside the room. It was really terrible. Glass bottles were broken all over the floor in the living room, let alone the bedroom. Blood dripped on the sheets, carpet and quilt, as well as sweat and semen.
He was a little worried, so he had to gently open the bathroom door and go in. Through the frosted glass, he watched Fang Hao standing and taking a shower. After the two of them finished taking a shower, Chen Jiayu took out the first aid kit. Seeing that Fang Hao's wounds had clotted, he disinfected him and put on two band-aids side by side.
Since entering the house, the two of them exchanged less than ten words in total. Chen Jiayu felt uncomfortable holding it in. He said, "Say something to me."
Fang Hao looked at him and just said: "I want to be alone." He fell into a certain emotion and seemed unable to get out.
Chen Jiayu nodded and did not force him any further. He walked to the living room alone and began to clean up the broken glass on the floor.
After more than ten minutes, Fang Hao came out wearing a pair of shorts and raised his eyes to look at him. He seemed much calmer now, and the skin on his washed face was smooth, but there were still traces of sex all over his body. Chen Jiayu himself was even worse than him. His butt hurt too. Fang Hao didn't feel sorry for him just now, and pinched his waist and buttocks with his fingers, leaving marks. Not to mention his forearms and back, he had finger marks again, and there was a neat tooth mark on the shoulder with blood oozing out.
Fang Hao looked at him for about half a minute, and Chen Jiayu came back to his senses: "You want me to leave?"
Fang Hao lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry. When I looked at you, I just... couldn't control it." If what Chen Jiayu experienced in the past few hours was an ups and downs in the clouds, then what Fang Hao experienced was an emotional roller coaster. I don't know which one is more torturous. Chen Jiayu messed up his heartbeat and turned his brain into mush. As soon as this man stood here, he couldn't think clearly. He had already broken down once tonight - he had never shed so many tears since he was an adult, except for the sudden death of his father. He even felt that his eyes were dry and his heart was tight. He could not collapse again.
Originally I thought Chen Jiayu would insist, but this time he didn't argue and obeyed Fang Hao's wishes. He unfolded his back, casually picked out an old T-shirt from the side reserved for him in the cabinet, put it on, put on his pants, and gently closed the door to his house.
When he went downstairs and sat in his SUV, Chen Jiayu felt extremely tired, and all the sleepiness from the previous debt came back. He held on for almost twenty-four hours, and finally he couldn't hold on any longer. He felt that he would never be able to drive back to Lijing in this state. With Fang Hao's behavior just now, he didn't feel at ease and just drove away like this. So, Chen Jiayu rubbed his eyes, then put down the seat, took out a down jacket from the trunk, and slept until dawn in the zero-temperature parking lot next to Fang Hao's apartment -
This chapter is a bit of a counterattack.