the years when i was in heaven

The ground police, the airport medical team, company leaders, and airport-related staff were all present.

The plane parked at the farthest stand of the airport, surrounded by red and blue lights.

The cabin door opened, and there were more than a dozen police officers standing outside, and the passenger elevator almost couldn't hold it.Two police officers boarded the plane first, entered the cabin, and led the agitated man and his family members to sit in a corner.

The rest of the passengers got off the plane in an orderly manner.

The family members were already in tears, and grabbed the sleeves of the police officers to apologize and begged them to forgive me.

"Insanity doesn't mean you can't take a plane, but you have to let the staff know." The leader of the police said.

"I'm really sorry to cause you trouble, but we really don't want to do something special unless it is absolutely necessary." The family members wiped their tears with rough hands.

"But you can't tell when he got sick, right? If it affects the safety of other people, the responsibility will be great." The leader of the police scolded the family members, gave the man a bottle of water, and said, " Give you a bottle of water."

This is no longer the tone of speaking to normal people, there is unconscious discrimination in the consolation.

"The police will give you water, take it quickly." The family member urged the man to take it, but the man's eyes were terrified and hesitant to take it.The more the family members urged, the more they cried, "Hurry up and take it!"

Ming Li came out of the cockpit and saw this scene. He wanted to close the cockpit door, but it was already too late.Qiu Hai followed behind him and witnessed everything, the red and blue lights reflected Qiu Hai's indifferent face.

The plane landed smoothly and safely without any safety error.

What happened afterward were nothing more than "routines" that went through the motions. Mingli really wanted to fast forward, but as the captain, he had to come forward and explain things clearly from beginning to end.

When he came out of the company, there was no shadow of Qiu Hai.

Mingli drove directly to the downstairs of Qiu Hai's house. He really couldn't persuade the property owner to open the door of Qiu Hai's house for him when there were people in the house in the middle of the night.

But he came up with a more ruthless one.

"Bang bang bang."

The sound of slamming on the door was like a thunderbolt from a blue sky, and the thieves were regular.

The neighbors thought it was an earthquake at first, but then they thought it was drunk and sweating.The youngest daughter ran in with the doll and got under the covers of him and his wife.

"What happened at night?" asked the wife.

The man got out of bed to look, and through the door, he saw a man in black holding a box and smashing the opposite door.

man:"……"

"If you don't open the door today, I'll wake up everyone upstairs and downstairs!" Mingli raised his arms with a box, with a heroic look on his face, "Weigh it yourself!"

Mingli was about to smash it in the next second, and the door opened in the last second, and his proud face was almost pasted into a "cake".

The door opened a dark crack, the sound of footsteps faded away, Ming Li opened the door and walked in lightly.

With a "click", the door was closed.

Borrowing the moonlight, Mingli carefully groped in the unfamiliar living room, and finally saw a "black group" huddled in a corner on the balcony of the bedroom.

The "black group" did not move, as if asleep.

Ming Li walked over and squatted beside Qiu Hai.

He admits that he can't empathize, and the impact of the original family on people cannot be easily changed.

In the past, Mingli felt that he could use infinite tolerance and joy to make Qiu Hai forget the shadow of his childhood family, so he unscrupulously opened Qiu Hai's scar without Qiu Hai's consent.

But he must admit now that he was wrong.

Qiu Hai doesn't need sympathy.

Ming Li patted Qiu Hai's shoulder, but the latter didn't move.Mingli shook Qiu Hai's arm more vigorously, but the latter still didn't move.Mingli knelt down on his knees and bent over from under Qiu Hai's armpit.

Qiu Hai let go of his arms, Mingli wrapped his arms around his waist, and lay on his chest, with his chin raised slightly, his lips could touch the side of Qiu Hai's soft neck.

They never used this position.

This is a gesture of absolute swearing of sovereignty and unconditional surrender of the other party.

Mingli ignored Qiu Hai's Adam's apple rolling up and down due to choking, and also ignored Qiu Hai's wet face.He hugged him silently like this, relying heavily on him, and proved with practical actions that Qiu Hai is very strong.

I don't know how long this posture was maintained, until Mingli's consciousness gradually became blurred.

While sleepy, a soft kiss landed on his forehead.

The next day Mingli was awakened by the sun.

He turned his head and touched the side. The quilt was cold. He sat up with a sigh and found that he was wearing a white T-shirt.

As for the following.

Mingli: "..."

Fortunately, he wore a pair of home pants beside the bed. He put them on and walked out of the bedroom. When he opened the door, he smelled a strong smell of meat.

The news was playing on the TV, Qiu Hai was wearing a plush bear home clothes and an apron with a bear pattern, and was throwing onions, ginger and garlic into the pot.After a few stir-fries, the aroma came out. He also put the processed chicken into the pot and turned it over a few times.

Mingli was a little dazed.

He dreamed of this scene countless times, and every time the sliding door of the kitchen was a critical point, he would never be able to pass it.With his back turned to him, Qiu Hai never paid attention to him, no matter how loudly he yelled.

Mingli held the door frame with his hand, and said hoarsely, "I'm dreaming."

Qiu Hai held up the spoon and turned around, saying, "Yes, a lifetime dream."

Seafood porridge is cooked in the rice cooker, and corn and sweet potatoes are steamed on the top layer. The umami taste of seafood and the aroma of whole grains are perfectly blended.The spicy chicken is out of the pot, and the garlic broccoli in another pot has been out of the pot.

"A good news or a bad news, which one to hear first." Qiu Hai stir-fried the broccoli.

"……bad."

"I'll change it to your overnight stay in Harbin the day after tomorrow." Qiu Hai put the lid on the pot, put his hands on the stove and faced him, and said with a smile, "Let's go skiing together."

Mingli: "!!!"

This is bad news?

Ming Li asked, "What about the good news?"

Qiu Hai: "I will stop flying when I come back overnight."

Mingli: "..."

"Congratulations to Captain Ming for the appointment of a male nanny." Qiu Hai opened the pot and said while stirring, "Laundry, cooking, and cleaning are all free."

Mingli was very speechless, at a loss for words for a long time, he said, "Is this good news?"

The broccoli is out of the pan, with a full color and fragrance.Qiu Hai brought the dish in front of him, blinked innocently, and said, "Isn't it good?"

Well, really well.

How can it be bad for someone to serve you personally.

Three dishes and one soup, with meat and vegetables.Mingli looked at the food that was comparable to the restaurant's level, and fell silent.

Qiu Hai served him a bowl of porridge and said, "Doufu Nao really doesn't have that skill, let's make do with it."

Mingli didn't answer for a long time.

Qiu Hai looked at him, "Don't you want to hear about my family affairs?"

Mingli took the porridge and put it on the table.

"Take a bite and I'll tell you something."

"...I'll eat, can't I eat it?" Mingli looked at Qiu Hai with eyes like a resentful woman.

Chou Hai rested his chin in his hands, "The male nanny was questioned about his cooking skills before he got the job, the captain is so hard to take care of."

Ming Li glared at him, picked up his chopsticks, but couldn't stop eating.When you are hungry, eat quickly, and you will easily choke when you are fast.

"Eat slowly." Qiu Hai took out a few pieces of paper and gave him a few pieces of paper, "You eat slowly, and I will talk slowly."

As long as one of the parents has the slightest flaw, it will not be able to describe Qiu Hai's appearance.Qiu Su is beautiful, but Qiu Hai's father is the kind who can make his debut as an amateur.

It is because of his handsome appearance that he is affectionate and merciful.

In Qiu Hai's childhood memories, when he went to school in the morning, his father would always lie on the messy bed and fell asleep, and when he came back from school at night, his father hadn't come home yet.

He witnessed with his own eyes that his mother's shocking appearance gradually became haggard and tired.

Father gradually stopped coming home.

That day Qiu Hai walked through the narrow alley with his schoolbag on his back, at the end of which was the dark orange sunset.His father combed back the current fashion, well-dressed, shiny shoes.

The father just turned his head and glanced at him, as if looking at a child he didn't know, then got into the car, and the car merged into the traffic flow of the main road and disappeared.

At that time, Qiu Hai thought his father was going home to fetch things, but he didn't know that it was the last time he saw his father.

When Qiu Hai returned home, Qiu Su sat on the ground with eyes wide open, crying silently.

That was also the last time Qiu Hai saw his mother when she was sober.

"I have imagined countless times that I was walking in the terminal with my crew behind me. I walked past my father with the flight case, let him see how well his son is doing now, and made him regret it .” Qiu Hai said.

Ming Li put down his chopsticks long ago, and said, "Then have you met before?"

Qiu Hai smiled and shook his head.

The world is too big.

"I heard that he found a woman with a rich family. Maybe I will never have that rich woman in my whole life." Qiu Hai laughed at himself.

Ming Li's expression was very serious, "Don't make jokes."

Qiu Hai didn't care, and said, "Actually, I really want to take you to see her."

Mingli knew that Qiu Hai was talking about his mother who was far away in Canada.

Qiu Hai continued: "But she sent me a video of her in a nursing home over the weekend. She was very emotionally unstable. I can't drag you into this kind of life and let you bear this pain together. It's too painful."

That's why Ming Li proposed to go to Canada, so Qiu Hai avoided answering.

"You are fine, you deserve a better life." Qiu Hai lowered his eyes, and unconsciously crossed his fingers.

"But you didn't expect it." Mingli leaned forward slightly, tried to squeeze out a comfortable smile, and said, "I'm so difficult, I come back after going around, and I can't get rid of it."

Qiu Hai looked up at him.

Ming Li said earnestly: "The thing I regret most in the past three years is that you said 'regret' back then, and I chose to remain silent. Qiu Hai, senior, it is not appropriate to call the captain now. Anyway, give me one Good chance, let's start again."

Qiu Hai looked at him for a long time, and said in a low voice, "What if I don't give it."

"Oh, what should I do?" Mingli pretended to be distressed, "My Weibo has been officially announced, so I can't give it up."

Qiu Hai was taken aback, opened Weibo, and found Mingli's personal homepage.

An hour ago Mingli posted a Weibo: Chef Qiu, please take care of me~

The picture below is the rice cooked by Qiu Hai, and the two cups are seamlessly pasted together.

Mingli's Weibo posts are very standard. He didn't explicitly admit it, so as not to cause trouble for the novel and the upcoming online drama, but also admitted very clearly that only people who are close to each other will clink water glasses together.

There were over a thousand comments, and Mingli's private message exploded.He scratched his face, "I didn't expect the response to be so strong. This prototype, give me a face and interact."

Qiu Hai: "No."

Mingli: "Come on, just interact with each other, just for a moment, otherwise it will make me look like unrequited love."

Qiu Hai: "No."

Mingli stood up, propped his arms on the table and leaned forward, put the phone in front of Qiu Hai, and said fiercely, "Move it."

Qiu Hai sighed, expressing all kinds of artificial helplessness, he cupped Ming Li's face with both hands and kissed it.

Mingli's hand shook and he couldn't hold it steady, and the phone fell into the porridge.But he didn't care, he put one hand on the back of Qiu Hai's neck, deeply tired of Qiu Hai's tenderness, unable to extricate himself.