the years when i was in heaven

"Huh? Did Qiu Hai hear it?"

On weekends, he was showing off his horrific culinary skills in front of the bar counter of his own shop. On the right side of the screen was a small half of the computer screen, which was densely packed with words, and the sound of typing on the keyboard came from the speaker.

"Coincidentally, what a coincidence!" Zhuang Su'an hit the space bar fiercely, "I dare not write novels like this."

"I happened to provide you with material." Mingli stood on the balcony basking in the sun. Thanks to the KTV last night, everyone tacitly started a free activity today.

"Weren't you in the toilet cubicle at the time? He was lying on the toilet door to listen? Enough persistence!" Weekend gave a thumbs up to the phone, "What's his reaction?"

Rewind time to last night.

Zhao Jiagui, the mic master, probably hasn't held the mic for too long, and he drank some wine, and when he was emotionally excited, his physiology overreacted, and he ran to the toilet to vomit.

So he very coincidentally became an observer.

"you……"

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhao Jiagui covered his mouth and rushed into the cubicle to vomit again.Mingli stepped forward to pat him on the back to comfort him, and when he glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, Qiu Hai, who was standing where he was, had already left.

He just left a tossing sentence and left.

Mingli withdrew his gaze, and an indescribable bitter taste came out of the root of his tongue.

"No response." Mingli came back to his senses, went into the room, made a cup of tea, and sat down at the table.

"No more contact with you?"

"No."

"I think you are wrong about this matter." Zhuang Su'an said while typing on the keyboard: "People knew you had a purpose and accepted you. What is true love? You are the vicious female partner of thousands of years. If this article is written, it will be criticized. Damn it."

"You didn't notice Qiu Hai's intentions at all before?" Zhou Zhou suddenly asked.

Mingli shook his head frantically.

Weekend: "Then I'm wondering."

Zhuang Su'an: "What?"

"If he is a boring gourd, where do those uninterrupted gossips come from?" After saying this on the weekend, the other two fell into silent thinking.

"Could it be that Mingli is too slow, and Qiu Hai used the aggressive method?"

"Hey? Zhuang Su'an, there must be evidence for what you say." Mingli retorted, "Look, before that half a year ago, Qiu Hai and I met several times, so we need someone to provoke us."

"I don't know if they intersect or not." Weekend fanned with a shovel as a cattail fan: "Anyway, you are really slow in this regard."

Mingli: "..."

Zhuang Suan stopped typing and thought for a while, then suddenly shivered, "Don't you think it's scary, if Qiu Hai had followed Mingli on the day of the freshman report, it would have been almost ten years now."

ten years.

Graduation, work, marriage, and childbirth can all be completed within these ten years, which can be said to cover all important moments and turning points in life.

But Qiu Hai spent these ten years waiting for someone.

"Zhou's Steak is here." Weekend came to Zhuang Su'an holding a dark plate.

Zhuang Su'an gave the camera an urgent look of "help me quickly".

It's a pity that Mingli's heart is strong but his strength is insufficient, and he can no longer speak half a word.

late at night.

Ming Li lay on the bed in a daze, tossing and turning, his eyes closed and his eyelids trembling uncontrollably.

No, you have to rest assured, and you have to fly tomorrow, and you will be scolded by Qiu Hai again when you get on the plane in this state.

The name is taboo.Once mentioned, the memory flooded him like a flood that opened the gate. There was a thick bitterness in his chest, it was difficult to swallow in his throat, and the tip of his nose was sour. It must have been sore all night, and he couldn't remember it.

Two in the morning.

He sat up and looked at the night view outside the hotel window, regardless of his thin pajamas and opened the French windows of the balcony.

He didn't know how many cigarettes he had after smoking, and then he touched the cigarette case and found that he had smoked the whole pack. The stimulation of nicotine made him sleepless.

Thinking of Zhao Jiagui's words, he smiled, opened his phone, and found a locked photo album.

The last time the photo album was browsed was in the previous year.

The password is memorized by heart, and photos come into view one by one.

All are some unknown scenery photos, or photos of real objects.These are the only things that can be grasped in those half a year.

Mingli looked at each photo carefully from beginning to end, and then a white box popped up on the screen: Do you want to delete the album completely.

The thumb paused for a moment, and clicked "Delete".

"Ding."

The elevator door opened, and Zhao Jiagui got down 15 minutes early to wait for the departure, but he was stunned when he got out of the elevator.

Ming Li came down earlier than him, and was looking down at the real-time updated weather on the route. He had thick dark circles under his eyes, but he was in good spirits. He greeted Zhao Jiagui.

Zhao Jiagui carefully sat next to him and observed him closely, his face was almost pressed against him.

"Surprised by my handsome appearance?" Ming Li joked, but there was no smile on his face, staring at the route map while taking notes.

"Brother, have you returned to your light?"

Mingli glanced at him, "Your brother's work makes me healthy and upward."

"..."

With another "ding", Qiu Hai dragged the flight box out of the elevator.

Before Zhao Jiagui could react, Mingli stood up first, "Good morning, Master!"

Qiu Hai looked at him, his stunned eyes flashed away, and he nodded to go, and the three of them got into the car with the suitcase.

"Master, according to the latest weather forecast, there will be light rain in Lanzhou, and the visibility is higher than the standard take-off and landing value. The oil has been given to nine tons of six, and I will confirm it when I arrive at the scene."

"Master, the route map shows moderate turbulence passing through Zhengzhou."

"Master, takeoffs and landings are normal here in Xiamen, but thunderstorms are forecast around nine o'clock, which will last for three hours."

"Master, have you had breakfast yet?"

On the crew car, Qiu Hai, who was attentively listening to the work situation, was taken aback for a moment, "Not yet."

Mingli took out a steaming white plastic bag from his flight case, which contained buns and millet porridge, "Eat some."

Looking at Mingli's expectant eyes, Qiu Hai held the big handmade steamed stuffed bun exuding the smell of meat in front of him, and said, "Eat it."

"I've already eaten." Mingli chuckled, "I bought this specially for Master."

I have never seen you eat, Zhao Jiagui who was sitting in the back thought to himself.

"Thank you." Qiu Hai took it over.

"It's what apprentices should do."

Qiu Hai looked at him suspiciously, but Ming Li responded with a smile on his face.Qiu Hai silently turned his head to look out of the window, with small wrinkles of question mark furrowed between his brows.

After getting on the plane and finishing the pre-flight preparations, they were temporarily notified of flow control for two hours.

The curly hair on Zhao Jiagui's forehead drooped, and Mingli took out the flight manual to study.Qiu Hai moved his seat back, "You all pay attention at all times, I'll go to the terminal."

"Master?" Mingli's gaze followed him.

"Go get some breakfast."

As the boss of the entire aircraft, the captain has always been a privileged existence. Even if he ate alone in the car in front of the entire team, no one dared to object.

But it was the first time Zhao Jiagui met the captain who took into account that the team members didn't eat and went to buy breakfast in person.

"I'll go." Mingli stood up.

"I'll go, I'll go." Zhao Jiagui also stood up.

The image of three men crammed into the cockpit, which is not that spacious, is a bit funny.Ming Li was the first to get out of the cabin, and disappeared in a flash.

"Captain, please rest, I can go with brother Ming..." Zhao Jiagui raised his head to look at Qiu Hai, and stopped talking halfway.He really saw Qiu Hai's frowning, his eyes looking at the empty covered bridge with no clear meaning.

The leader of the "Ten Devil Captains" instantly became... human.

Zhao Jiagui could only think of this word.

Qiu Hai threw down the words "you stay" and walked towards the terminal building.

"Boss, eight Shacha noodles, eight marinated eggs, just put the eggs in." Mingli walked around the boarding gate and stopped in front of the "Xiamen Specialty Snacks" stand.

The cauldron was steaming, and the aroma was tangy.The clerk picked up the noodles and poured the secret sauce on top.All kinds of seasonings are placed on the table, and there is a free refill of lemonade next to it.

With a grunt in his stomach, Ming Li stared at his face and swallowed.

Standing alone beside him, Mingli turned his head slightly startled, "Master, do you want to eat noodles?"

"Don't eat."

"Eat eggs?"

"I have."

"..."

The corner of Mingli's mouth twitched, and he shifted his gaze to the surface in the bowl.

"Didn't you say you ate it?" Qiu Hai said.

The crew consisted of nine people, and Mingli ordered eight.

"I... I'm not full." Ming Liyuan lied.

The staff packed the noodles one by one and handed them to them, and each of them held four copies in their hands.

"Master, if you want to eat something else, I'll go buy it."

There are many stalls in the food court at the airport. Not only local delicacies in Xiamen, but also delicacies from all over the country and even the world can be bought here, no matter whether they are authentic or not.

With the same uniforms and epaulets of different grades, they walked through food stalls one after another, attracting the attention of countless people.

Qiu Hai was indifferent, and looked sideways at the person next to him, "What did you call me?"

It is clearly an interrogative sentence but it is said to be a declarative sentence.

Mingli looked around with interest, and seemingly unintentionally said, "Master."

Qiu Hai stopped, and Ming Li took two steps, but he had no choice but to stand where he was.He didn't look back, and the smile on his face couldn't hold back.

"Mingli, let me ask you again, what do you call me?" Qiu Hai squeezed out the words between his teeth, his eyes were burning so that Mingli's stiff back ached.

After a while, Mingli said, "Master."

"……it is good."

Qiu Hai passed him and walked straight to the boarding gate.

The flight crew came to the cockpit one by one to thank the captain with gratitude, and the little stars in Li Liting's eyes even flashed out of the sky, and they hung on to the door of the cockpit, and were finally dragged away by the flight attendant.

The aroma of sand tea noodles, and the flight attendants chatting happily.The door of the cockpit was open, laughter came in from time to time, Zhao Jiagui snorted and sucked on the noodles.

Mingli was full after eating a few mouthfuls, put down his chopsticks, and looked at Qiu Hai who was sitting in the left seat reading a book from the corner of his eye. The light cast on his delicate and fair face, and the straight bridge of his nose perfectly formed a right-angle shadow.

Qiu Hai suddenly put down his book, got up and walked out of the cockpit, and sat on the large leather seat of the first class cabin.

Seeing the captain come out, several flight attendants surrounded him one after another, and even more intense laughter came into the cockpit than before.

Zhao Jiagui stared at Mingli with his face still on his lips, and secretly touched him, "I really don't understand you guys."

"I don't understand either." Ming Li sighed softly.