The Midnight Owl

First class.

This is the most peaceful place in the whole plane, with comfortable and spacious space, unobstructed and clear air, the seats can be folded flat at 180°, and the seats will never disturb each other.

When Qian Ai walked in, two of the four passengers were asleep on the flat seats.The sun visors that have been fully lowered cast a layer of silence here. The previous broadcast dispelled their last trace of anxiety, and they were dreaming sweetly at this moment.

There should be people in the third and sixth seats, but they are empty now - the former is Wu Sheng's seat, and the latter is someone's, and the seat has been laid flat, but there is only a blanket on it, and no one is there.

Seat No. [-] and No. [-] are the only two girls who didn't sleep.A spooky elf with short hair over the ears, fiddling with an empty water glass boredly. In fact, he was already half asleep, but he didn’t put the back of the chair down, and still sat there, nodding his head from time to time, yawning again and again; the one with long hair reaching shoulders, Wearing glasses, with a quiet and delicate profile, he is looking down at an e-book quietly.

Time was limited, and Qian Ai didn't care about any opening remarks. He went straight to the short-haired girl and tried to smile innocently: "Hello, do you know the password of the bomb?"

The girl was startled, she raised her head abruptly, completely refreshed, her whole body wished she could retract into the back of the seat.

Qian Ai saw that his body was almost covering people, and quickly retreated a little to reduce the pressure: "Girl, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I just want to ask if you know the password of the bomb?"

The short-haired girl was still in shock, but she finally came back to her senses and asked doubtfully, "Isn't the bomb dismantled?"

The broadcast said that the perpetrator had been caught and the bomb was about to be dismantled. Now, after twenty minutes or so, the passengers who heard the broadcast naturally assumed that the bomb crisis had been resolved. There was nothing wrong with this logic.

Qian Ai couldn't answer, so he couldn't say that it was a lie to you, maybe it would be more complicated, so he didn't care whether he was blunt or not, and directly changed the subject: "I'm kidding you, the bomb has been dismantled long ago, heh, heh, What's your name?"

In the normal world, a girl would almost always throw a purse at her and curse at her, "Are you sick?"But here is "Owl". As Qian Ai changed his question, the girl also switched seamlessly, instantly turning panic into a bright smile: "Zhao Yi."

This name is easy to remember.

"Are you traveling by plane, going to school, visiting relatives, or going home?" I was anxiously counting the time, but the chat could only be carried out step by step. Qian Ai was almost dying of anxiety.

Unexpectedly, the other party smiled lively, showing white teeth: "Work."

Unprepared for this answer, Qian Ai blurted out: "I thought you were a student..."

It's not that he has poor eyesight, it's that the girl looks young, seventeen or eighteen at most.

"Shh," the girl suddenly looked around, her big eyes turned nimbly, to confirm that no one was paying attention, then she approached Qian Ai mysteriously, and whispered, "I'll tell you a secret, I'm actually a magician."

Qian Ai had 1 disbeliefs in his heart, but he could only chat along the words: "Then can you conjure up the bomb password?"

"This is really not good." Zhao Yi shook his head happily, with a lively smile on his face, clearly pretending to be Qian Ai's joke, "But I can conjure this up," she changed the subject, turning the cup in her hand for some reason , it turned out to be a cupcake!

The golden cake, topped with a little pure white cream, is steaming and sweet just out of the oven.

"For you." Zhao Yi smiled and handed the small cake to Qian Ai.

Qian Ai kept reminding himself in his heart that "don't just eat the food given by strangers", but his hands and mouth were upright - take it, stuff it in, chew it, swallow it, and do it in one go.

In the physical and mental ironing, Qian Ai believed that she was a magician.

The short-haired girl seemed to have gained satisfaction from Qian Ai's satisfaction. She sighed leisurely, opened the shade, and held her chin to admire the white clouds outside the window.

The password has nothing to do with this girl Zhao Yi - in the aftertaste of the sweet cake, Qian Ai made a firm judgment.

With experience this time, he stood still next to the seat, bowed slightly, and said politely like a flight attendant: "Sorry, I interrupted your reading. My name is Qian Ai. What's your name?"

The girl with glasses turned her head slightly, she didn't defend herself, and answered politely: "Qian Er."

Yes, it's still my family.

"Aren't you going to work on this flight?"

I didn't want to make a casual joke, but the girl lowered her eyes: "Travel."

Her sigh was light, but sad.

Qian Ai was stunned, she didn't need to think about it, and asked a question naturally: "Travel, shouldn't you be happy?"

The girl smiled, but the corner of her mouth was bitter.

"Break up and travel."

Qian Ai has heard about relaxing travel after a breakup, but is this "breakup travel" a new concept...

"Own?"

"No, we all talked about breaking up and traveling, of course with my boyfriend."

He knew it was a new concept! ! !

"That's him," the girl pointed to the side, which is the fourth position in order, and smiled softly, "We agreed, we will break up after the trip."

Qian Ai originally murmured that Wu Sheng's seat was not good, because he was right next to other young couples, wouldn't that be a Milky Way? But when he looked in the direction the girl pointed, that heartless young man was snoring like thunder, four Even if you build a magpie bridge for him, he might not be able to get up and take two steps.

Qian Ai is getting old and can't understand why they have to go on a trip after breaking up.Wouldn't it be nice to have a quick fight?For example, meeting and talking about pouring a cup of coffee at the end, or turning around in the rain and getting on the bus one by one to chase the bus, it is also quite ritualistic.

But these are not the main points.

"Girl, keep reading, I'll talk to your boyfriend."

Intuitively, the bomb has nothing to do with the sad traveling girl Qian Ai, so Qian Ai decides to shift positions immediately.

"Hey, wake up," Qian Ai mercilessly pushed the young man who left his girlfriend alone and met Zhou Gong alone, "Don't sleep, get up and chat!"

I don't know whether it was because he didn't control his strength well, or the young man was really weak, and he directly knocked the opponent to the ground in the last blow.

bang.

The young man sat on the ground sleepily, with the seat on his arm, unable to tell what night it was and what night it was.

Qian Ai was not so gentle and patient with him, she directly stretched out her hand and waved in front of his eyes: "Hey, look here, are you out for a trip?"

The young man finally recovered his soul, stood up in twos and stared at Qian Ai inexplicably: "Who are you?"

He will not be chased to reality by this person, so he is not afraid to report himself: "Qian Ai."

However, when the young man heard the name, his face immediately turned black, and he turned his head and yelled at Qian Er in a bad tone: "It's useless for you to find your family. We are not married, and dating is not protected by the law. I have already told you I don't love you anymore, when will you be able to recognize the reality!"

Qian Ai was speechless, these surnames collided, it was really hard to argue.

When in love, every word is like honey, when not in love, every word is like a knife.Miss Qian bowed her head and said nothing, her shoulders trembled slightly, listening carefully, there was a tiny sob.

Qian Ai's mother and child have been single for 29 years. In her dreams, she wanted to find a soft girl to hold her hand and feel pain in her heart. How can she bear this, and for a moment she forgot that this is not reality, so she slapped the young man on the head with great sincerity: "Would you fucking love me?" Will talk well! Also, if you break up, break up, travel as far as you can, you will be full!"

The young man quickly weighed the difference in physique between himself and Qian Ai, and finally held back the urge to fight back with hatred, and only held his head and shouted: "She is the one who wants to travel! Do you think I am happy?"

Qian Ai was caught off guard and subconsciously looked at Miss Qian.

The latter finally raised her head, her face was stained with tears, and her voice was very hoarse: "Yes, I am the one who is going to break up and travel, but I didn't let you bring your new love." At the end, her voice became softer, but in There was a hint of hatred in the lightness.

Qian Ai's eyes widened, isn't this fucking scum!

The young man also looked astonished, obviously he did not expect his girlfriend to have such insight.But soon, he calmed down again, he had been exposed anyway, and simply explained in one breath: "I told you before that it was my fault to change my mind, but there is no way to control feelings. I just fell in love with her. I never I have never loved someone like this, so much that I could give my life for her, do you understand? I can't travel with you behind her back, that would be a betrayal to her!"

Qian Ai looked at the young man's righteous speech, and felt that his worldview was trembling—what kind of fucking fallacy is this? !

Miss Qian stood up suddenly, with tears in her eyes, but walked firmly towards the young man.

Most of the young man's previous arrogance was instantly wiped out, and he seemed to know that he was wrong, so he took a half step back unconsciously.

However, when Miss Qian walked to the aisle between the two seats, she stopped, fixedly looked at the young man from a short distance, and asked, "Do you really love her that much?"

The young man nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

He answered so firmly and earnestly, with piercing eyes, that even Qian Ai, who detested him to death, had to say politely, that this "third party" may indeed be true love.

Theoretically speaking, this answer should have caused Miss Qian a second injury, but unexpectedly, she smiled instead, faintly and even sweetly.

"Do you think she loves you?" she asked again.

"Of course." The same answer, the same determination.

Miss Qian tilted her head and blinked innocently: "Then why is she still pretending she can't fall asleep after we've been arguing for so long?"

The young man was stopped by the question, and unconsciously glanced at the seat diagonally behind.

Qian Ai also followed him in a daze to look at the seat No. [-] who couldn't see the people below clearly under the blanket... What's the situation?Traveling separately, incumbent, mistress, and scumbag buy joint seat tickets? !

"Maybe, maybe she doesn't want to embarrass you." The scumbag finally found an excuse for "true love".

Qian Ai rolled his eyes without hesitation, even he, who has never been in a relationship, knows that "San'er" is pretending to be listless at this time to avoid trouble, okay?You can give your life for her, maybe people just use you as a pastime or even as a spare tire!

"Oh, you think of her so softly," Miss Qian started walking again, but instead of walking towards the scumbag, she walked up to the fourth seat, stretched out her hand and gently pinched the corner of the blanket, "She was afraid of embarrassing you. "

Following this soft murmur, Miss Qian lifted the blanket up vigorously!

In the spacious seats under the blankets, women go up and men go down, disheveled and ecstatic.

Qian Ai is tall and burly, so he doesn't need to walk over, just lower his head and take a sweeping view.The girl is slightly curly and wavy, with a bee waist and red lips, and the man is handsome and strong with well-developed chest muscles.

The two did not act rashly, but maintained the "intimate posture" calmly. Their eyes swept over Qian Er who lifted the blanket, and Qian Ai, who was dumbfounded, finally fell on the young man with a trembling face. He smiled awkwardly: "Hi."

The slap in the face came too suddenly, and with Cupid's heartbreak sword in his hand, the young man's legs softened, and he sat back on the chair, every cell in his body was rejecting such a turnaround.

Qian Ai's legs also softened, and he sat down on Wu Sheng's chair.He now knew why seat six was empty.But—he was just talking about something for entertainment or a spare tire, so the plot doesn't have to be so exciting!And how did they manage to have no sound at all?Is that a soundproof blanket covering it? ! !

"You're really good." Zhao Yi, who had been looking out the window, stood up slowly, turned around, did not leave his seat, just stood there, quietly looking at the men and women behind him, there was no lively smile on his delicate facial features, only There was a sneer left, "I really thought you came to work with me."

The muscular man couldn't stay calm this time, he hurriedly pushed away the woman on his body, and frantically arranged his clothes: "No, listen to me, she and I were just acting on a whim..."

Qian Ai's brain hurts, he has never seen such a brain-burning relationship in his life.Zhao Yi with short hair is a pair with a muscular man, Qian Er with glasses is a pair with a young man, the wavy beauty loves Qian Er three times, gets the true love of a heart-changing young man, and then has a "flirting" with Zhao Yi's man?

Isn't it good to live a simple life! ! !

"Wait, Zhao Yi, don't!" The muscular man suddenly shouted in panic.

Qian Aihu's body shook, he felt that the girl was going to do something stupid, and was about to pounce on him—no matter what self-harming weapon she took out, he was confident to take it away—but found that the girl still had the empty cup in her hand.

Qian Ai braked in time and did not act recklessly. After all, playing with an empty cup is not a big deal... Uh, wait a minute, what is her occupation?

In a blink of an eye, the empty cup in Zhao Yi's hand miraculously turned over again and disappeared out of thin air.

In the next instant, the roar of the king of beasts came from seat number six.

The roar was so powerful that it caused a gust of wind in the first-class cabin!

Everyone was frightened and stupid, their whole body was stiff, and they dared not move.

Qian Ai was bold, but he also took a deep breath, his back was pressed against the seat unconsciously, and he tried not to look at the lion occupying the sixth seat. Playing dead has a higher success rate of being rescued.

However, the conclusions are pessimistic.

Because this lion, who was sleeping peacefully like a kitten in the warehouse, has fully awakened, and is furious, with sharp and fierce eyes, just like the king of the golden retriever lion.

He remembered that Miss Zhao Yi was a magician.

But should you say something more, you are a circus magician! ! !