the years when i was in heaven

"I haven't slept yet."

A familiar bass sound came from the phone, and Mingli's heart felt numb as if hit by a weak electric current.He touched the heart unconsciously, and what he heard was the soft touch of Qiu Hai's clothes.

He suddenly felt that Qiu Hai was also standing in front of the window next to the wall, holding a cigarette in his hand like him.

"Well, I was scared during the day."

Qiu Hai chuckled, "By me?"

"Captain Qiu's hard-line approach is unprecedented." Ming Li put his elbows on the window sill, bent slightly, took another puff of cigarette and exhaled lightly, the smell of tobacco filled his fingertips.

He almost passed the pilot medical examination because he was too tall, and even the professional qualification certificate sent by the film school didn't make him feel better.

Ming Li actually likes Qiu Hai's approach, the more "hard" the better.He has far more than a love for flying, but an obsession in his bones.

"I just want to see who can stop my 'killer behavior'." Qiu Hai said.

Ming Li let out a "poof" laugh, "What if the person replaced doesn't satisfy you."

"I'll just call the person who can satisfy me myself." The lighter clicked, and the person on the other end of the phone lit another cigarette.

Ming Li really wanted to ask what to say along the way, but after struggling for a while, he changed his sentence: "Pilot Qiu is mighty."

"It's okay, okay, have you read the circle of friends?"

"Circle of friends?" He was taken aback, turned on the speakerphone, and opened Qiu Hai's circle of friends.

Mingli usually doesn't have the habit of paying attention to Moments all the time, but occasionally clicks on it when he's bored, but it's still incomplete.

Of course, except for those who care, the day he added Qiu Hai's WeChat, he turned Qiu Hai's circle of friends upside down.

He watched every photo and every video for a long, long time.Fortunately, Qiu Hai didn't post much, otherwise he wouldn't have to do anything else all day, just stare at his phone and giggle.

Originally, Qiu Hai's latest post was a New Year's greeting sent on the day of this year's Chinese New Year, but now there is another photo posted two days ago - a group photo at the entrance of the cabin.

The cloudless sky turned into a vast and boundless Milky Way, and the square cabin door was replaced with a squeezed and deformed space capsule by some retouching technique.

An unknown crimson planet occupies one corner of the galaxy, while aircraft carriers and Battle Gundams occupy the other.The epaulets of the two were erased and replaced by badges similar to those in Interstellar movies.

Photo caption: Posted because of someone's feelings.

There are a bunch of likes and comments below, including students from the flying academy, colleagues from the company, and weekend and Zhuang Suan without exception.Zhuang Su'an also knowingly asked and commented at the bottom: Who is such a good match!

"Please like it." Qiu Hai paused every word, even a little coquettish.

People who have never seen the original picture may have no idea, but as a "fan" who can restore [-]% of the picture in the dream, even if he knows nothing about photo editing, he can understand the difficulty.

Mingli gave a shocking "fuck".

"You made this picture?" Before Qiu Hai could speak, Ming Li continued to be excited: "It can be used as a movie poster."

He saved the photos to the album, and there is no sign of blurring in every part under high-definition magnification.

As a habit formed by watching short videos, Mingli clicked several likes in a row, but was reminded frequently that "cancelled", he just clicked it dissatisfied.

"If you haven't learned how to fly, you must be an excellent retoucher."

"How much money can be made, 'Life' says it's not very good." Qiu Hai said.

Mingli stubbed out the cigarette butt, threw himself on the bed and let out a heavy, muffled sound, "It won't be less than what you earn now if you do it well."

"Really." Hearing the voice, Qiu Hai also went to bed, "How long do you think is more appropriate?"

"Fuck it..." Mingli came to his senses, and was silent for a while, "Fuck you!"

In this season, Qingdao in previous years has had a high and refreshing autumn, but this year the weather across the country is abnormal and there is too much rain.The heavy rain fell from day to night, and the big screen in the terminal hall was red and yellow, either canceled or delayed.

Mingli's flight was delayed without any suspense, and there was no departure time!

Dense bean-sized raindrops hit the glass of the cockpit, and the three people in the cabin were speechless.

"There's no time not to say it earlier, why did you let us enter the venue so early, staring at you?" The second officer broke the silence, aggrieved, and aimed at the two people in front of him.

One of the two swiped their mobile phones and the other read a book, but no one paid any attention to him.

Embarrassed, the second officer muttered a few more words to himself before pursing his lips.The aura of these two is really...

It is said that planes depend on the weather, and it is common for Mingli to be delayed by rain, and it is even more common for Qiu Hai.Overnight delays and overnight flights are sometimes unavoidable.

This business is all about mentality.

Mingli adjusted the seat back, "I'm going to the bathroom."

After going to the toilet, Qiu Hai also came out from the cockpit, chatting with the purser.

"I've explained everything I need to say, but he's still clamoring to get off the plane." The purser, who has been flying no less than Qiu Hai, is pinching the waist of the bucket with both hands at this time, his round face is flushed, and a few hairs hang down in embarrassment. forehead.

It must be a big bug to be able to make a stewardess-level flight attendant so angry.

Ming Li leaned forward, "Travelers making trouble?"

"A passenger in row 28 has been arguing, saying that he must take off now, or compensate him, or transfer him to the front seat." The chief purser's head grew big, "Otherwise he will get off the plane."

Although he was working in the cockpit, he had seen a lot of all kinds of demon passengers, Ming Li, and smiled disdainfully.

"I have already pushed to the remote seat and queued up, and I have to queue up again after opening the cabin door to let him down again." Mingli said, "Is he not feeling well?"

"It doesn't seem to be." The purser shook his head, "I think it's no problem for him to carry a cabin door weighing several tons in that quarreling posture."

Ming Li glanced at Qiu Hai, who also happened to look at him.

The rainstorm had no intention of reducing it. The layman looked at the weather and the expert looked at the control tower. The two of them knew that there were planes from various companies lined up behind them.The radio has already blown up, who doesn't want to be the first to take off when the weather improves.

The passenger was just trying to take advantage of the delay as an excuse.

The compensation for air tickets is not under the control of their front-line staff, Ming Li said: "Try to move him forward?"

"Yes, yes, but..." the purser rubbed his temples, "This son of a bitch wants to take the first class seat. And I'm worried that changing his seat will cause dissatisfaction among the people around him, and they will all ask for a different seat. I can't control it at that time .”

Let the passengers know that the polite, sweet and amiable flight attendants in front of this group of people are called grandchildren behind their backs... Beg for the psychological shadow area of ​​the passengers.

"Sister, sister!" The flight attendant opened the curtain and came in. Seeing Qiu Hai blushed, he lowered his head and yelled like a mosquito: "Captain."

"How is the passenger?" the flight attendant asked sternly.

The flight attendant immediately became serious, wanting to cry, "The passenger is still arguing, and sister No. 5 is comforting him, and there are already other passengers who want to complain to us. Sister, what should I do."

Qiu Hai, who hadn't interjected until now, finally spoke impatiently, "He wants to sit in the first class so much, why doesn't he come to sit in the cockpit? You let him come, and let him sit in my seat."

Purser: "..."

Steward: "..."

Mingli: Just don't make any more trouble, okay!

It was too late to say it, but Qiu Hai really opened the curtain and entered the cabin.

The flight was nearly full, so the first-class passengers saw a male crew member with a thin waist, long legs and a long face, who was about to kill someone with a frightening face, and was swung back by another male flight attendant who was about the same height before he could take a few steps.

The passengers looked at each other.

The flight attendant came out and apologized and explained, "Excuse me, that's our captain."

The passengers looked at each other in blank dismay, but nothing changed.

captain?so young? ? ?

"You come in with me." Ming Li grabbed Qiu Hai's wrist and rushed into the cockpit.

The door closed with a bang.

The flight attendant was a young girl in her early 20s. It took her a long time to realize what had just happened, "Sister, do you feel that the relationship between the captain and the first officer is very good?"

"Gossip started before the passenger's matter was dealt with!" The purser stared fiercely, and the little girl ran away in fright.

In the cockpit, the second officer clearly noticed that the air pressure had dropped several degrees.

The captain, who was originally reading a book, switched to swiping his mobile phone, and did not watch the content at all, one video per second, in order to prove the speed of his hands and continue unremittingly.

The brother who swiped the phone took out an old book with yellowed corners, and unconsciously turned it upside down and kept looking at it, as if what he was looking at was not the text, but something floating above the text lonely.

As the youngest in the cabin, the second officer felt that he had the obligation and responsibility to adjust the atmosphere in the cockpit.So he first made a detour to Qiu Hai, "Brother Qiu, I still haven't ordered anything after asking, should I ask the flight attendant to bring in some food?"

"The flight attendants are also working hard." Qiu Hai whispered, with an irresistible majesty, "They also have to deal with passengers, what trouble do you make?"

"Yes yes yes." The second officer failed in the first attempt, and his embarrassment was beyond words.

He shouldn't ask the captain first, the captain's mind is unpredictable, he should ask first.Before the flight, he inquired a little bit, and they all said that the first brother had outstanding professional ability and was a kind person.

"Brother Ming." The second officer "puppy" leaned on Mingli's shoulder, "What book are you reading?"

Ming Li turned his head and looked at him suspiciously, leaned to the side to keep a safe distance, and buckled the book, "Ghost knows."

Second Officer: "..."

What kind of evil did he do to put these two people on the spot!

When a phone call came from the cabin, the purser’s grateful voice rang in the earpieces of the three people, “Captain, that dog…that passenger stopped making trouble. When he heard that the captain was going to come out to catch him himself, he was so frightened that he was honest, haha, thank you Brother Chou!"

"Well, we can communicate any further news at any time." Qiu Hai hung up the phone, and raised his chin towards Ming Li who was sitting on his right, like a primary school student showing off that he has won a big red flower.

Mingli "cut" and put the book away.

The second officer sat in the back sweating, so far he has never seen a first officer who dared to "cut" the captain.

The voice of the station commander came over the radio, planning to take off on the runway in 15 minutes.The two put away the small table in front of them, fastened their seat belts, and adjusted their headsets.

The calm cockpit became busy.