the years when i was in heaven

A word flashed across Mingli's head: Thunder!

He withdrew his hand at the speed of light and scratched his head, and used his acting skills in the film school to pretend that he had just woken up from a deep sleep and asked three questions.Stretched and blinked.

Confused little eyes, the upper body of the modern version of Sleeping Beauty.

"The car is coming." Qiu Hai looked at him calmly like an interviewer for an acting test.

Tianfu Jiangshan is not considered the top residential area in City B, but it is absolutely unaffordable even if the monthly income is less than five figures. The taxi is stuck at the door without any suspense.

I don't know when the rain will stop. Only the greening rate of the residential area of ​​ten buildings is close to [-]%, which has a poetic flavor of the jungle after the rain.

The two walked together the only way to enter the community, and stopped at a traffic intersection.Mingli pointed to the road on the left, "I'm going this way."

"What's the rush?" Qiu Hai said, "I'm going this way too."

"..."

There are only two buildings in the left way, so it can't be such a coincidence.

The two of them walked for a while in silence until they reached a pedestrian crossing.Ming Li looked at Qiu Hai, who lowered his head slightly, realizing that someone was staring at him, and turned to look at Ming Li.

"I'm here." Mingli quickly straightened his head and looked ahead.

Qiu Hai looked at him for a while, nodded, and pointed in the opposite direction, "I'm here too."

Ming Li suddenly felt a little lost. The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. What is he looking forward to?

"See you tomorrow." Mingli raised his foot and walked forward, turning his head halfway, his eyes cast back.

It doesn't matter if you don't leave it, this one will be fixed.

Qiu Hai stood where he was, without moving a step.

Under the soft evening light, Qiu Hai's professionally cultivated sternness between eyebrows became extremely soft, his jawline was sharp and angular, and his eyes were deep and distant like a silent sea.

His gaze stayed in front of Mingli's feet, and he didn't know if he didn't dare to cross it or avoided it on purpose.

"See you tomorrow." Qiu Hai whispered, his Adam's apple rolled up and down while speaking.

At that moment, Mingli wished so much that someone would help him by the side, so that his legs would not be uncontrollably weak for a moment and fall to the ground.

Ever since he knew Qiu Hai, he felt that Qiu Hai was wearing a "membrane" to isolate himself from the politeness of the world. Others could chat and laugh with him, but they couldn't get into his heart.

Even when their relationship was the most ambiguous, he couldn't fully guess Qiu Hai's mind.

This layer of "membrane" is alienated, but it has a fatal temptation.

Otherwise, Mingli wouldn't be stuck in that mere half a year after eight years.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Mingli took the suitcase to the gate of the community.Qiu Hai was already waiting for him, carrying a box of snacks and a can of hot milk in his hand.

Five minutes later, a black Hyundai arrived as scheduled.After asking the driver's master for permission, Mingli started today's breakfast in the car.

"Have you eaten?" Mingli opened the snack box.

Qiu Hai nodded, "If you stay late for a while, the milk will be cold."

"..."

Various facts show that Qiu Hai at work is another schizophrenic.

Can't be messed with.

"The man who sets the horse, you are mighty and majestic..."

The snack was almost in his mouth, Ming Li pursed his lips. Could it be that the online car-hailing masters living on the earth all use the ringtones in the same music package?

The driver master glanced at the caller ID, then at the two people sitting behind, ignoring the call.

The phone rang after a minute of silence.

"You are in my heart, the man who sets the horse..."

Mingli: "..."

30 seconds later.

"You horse-riding man galloping across the fields..."

Mingli took a deep breath, "Master, please answer the phone."

The master driver scratched his bald forehead, and said with a smile, "Thank you, thank you. Recently, the online car-hailing service has been caught tight. If you are caught driving and making a phone call, you will be sure if you catch it!"

It's me who wants to thank you, Mingli thought, early in the morning, I don't want to think about the man who tied the horse all day long.

"Hello?" The driver turned on the speakerphone.

The whole carriage was filled with the boy's angry voice, "Dad! What did you say to Xiaoke!"

"You still have the face to ask!"

The two people in the back seat looked at each other, and tacitly turned to their respective windows to pretend to be transparent.

"I'll drop you out of school tomorrow." After a 30-second red light, the driver put on the handbrake, "Cut off contact with that department as soon as possible! This matter is not discussed! Your mother and I will take you out to school." Universities don't want you to mess around outside!"

The master driver glanced at the rearview mirror, and the two people in the back seat were in the same posture, looking straight out of the window, as if there was a rare sight outside in a century, and they couldn't move their eyes away.

The driver calmed down, and said in a low voice: "We don't object to your dating in college, but you must have a correct view on choosing a spouse!!"

"dad!"

The driver master wanted to say something, Qiu Hai coughed twice, the red light was still ten seconds away.The master driver put down the handbrake, "Hang it up first, let your mother educate you!"

Regardless of the boy's rebuttal on the phone, the driver master hung up the phone and sighed heavily, expressing the helplessness of a middle-aged man.

"Children at this age are always indifferent, and the older they are, the more sensible they will be." Qiu Hai said looking out the window.

"Hey, it's not a matter of understanding or not." The driver looked at them again through the rearview mirror, "I see that you are dressed upright. Are you on a business trip? What do you do?"

Before getting on the bus, they took off the epaulets. After all, the company has regulations not to wear uniforms to take public transportation.The shoulder straps are removed, and the uniform becomes a formal dress.

Just as Mingli was about to speak, Qiu Hai said first, "He's in charge of logistics."

The milk almost choked into his nostrils, Ming Li stared blankly at the calm Qiu Hai.

In a way, it's true.

"Logistics and transportation is a serious job. It's pretty good. It's not like that bastard in my family." Speaking of this, the driver master sighed again, "I have to go to art school in high school. My mother and I didn't stop me. As long as the child likes it, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t want to hinder his free development. When he went to college, he participated in all kinds of activities, and he was an outstanding student representative of their class. His mother and I were quite relieved, and felt that we did nothing wrong.”

The two people in the back seat listened silently.

"But just last month, this kid suddenly brought home a boy and said he wanted to be with him...with him...hey!"

There was another red light, the driver slammed the steering wheel, turned around and said, "What do kids think these days? Seeing that you are not very old, analyze and analyze what he thinks."

This driver's master may have grandparents from the three provinces in the east, and his voice had a strong smell of ice, and he didn't mean to shut up when he opened his mouth.

"We don't even want our son to become a dragon, we just want him to come out and find a stable job, a virtuous wife, healthy and happy for the rest of his life, just be happy."

"As far as the current situation is concerned, your son is indeed developing in the direction you want, and it may be even better than you expected." Qiu Hai said.

The driver's eyes were as wide as the wheels of a car.

"He has participated in all kinds of activities, and he is an outstanding student representative, which shows that he has passed the test of his professional ability, and it is not difficult to find a job after graduation." Qiu Hai put his hand on his thigh, and tapped his index finger intentionally or unintentionally.

He hissed, as if he was thinking about an ultimate Mathematical Olympiad problem, and said, "As for the marriage issue, isn't that boy not virtuous?"

Master driver: "..."

Mingli: "..."

That's not the point, okay?

Mingli laughed dryly, and came out to smooth things over, "The child is still young, and when he matures at work, he will definitely know and understand you."

The driver found the steps, and stopped by: "I should have objected to him going to some art school! A group of men and women gather together all day, what kind of correct three views can be cultivated!?"

"That's wrong." Qiu Hai cut off the steps very timely.

Mingli really wanted to slap him on the forehead.

"When I was in school, the management was completely closed and militarized, and there were classmates who were 'neither male nor female'. I think his three views are quite upright."

Master driver: "..."

Mingli: "..."

If you don't speak, no one will treat you as mentally handicapped!

After the discussion on his son's coming out failed, the driver never spoke a word to them again, and drove with a black face all the way.

When he arrived at the entrance of the company, Mingli sent him away in the face of the exhaust with an apologetic face, and turned his head to give Qiu Hai a big white eye.

Qiu Hai looked innocent, "Why, my analysis is wrong?"

"It's almost time, Captain Qiu." Ming Li showed a professional smirk, and made a "please" gesture.

Qiu Hai put on the epaulettes.

The two walked onto the "Oscar" red carpet side by side with their suitcases in hand.

Qiu Hai: "Remember to take me back when I land at night."

"???" Mingli was stunned, and raised three fingers that he used to swear, "You came back three hours earlier than me."

Qiu Hai looked at him with a look of "you are teaching me how to do things", "You care about me?"

"..."

Don't dare, you are the biggest captain.

There are quite a lot of people in the preparation room at this point, and there are crews in meetings in almost every glass cubicle.Mingli is the No. [-] preparation room - next door to Qiu Hai.

As expected of flights departing 5 minutes apart, even the meeting booths are lined up together.

Mingli opened the door and came in. The second officer had already arrived, and after a simple greeting, he sat down and began to sort out today's flight information.The glass of the cubicle is frosted, and the next door is pitch-black, and the members of Qiu Hai's team should have already arrived.

When Qiu Hai pushed the door and entered, the black shadows rose up in unison, and descended in unison when he sat down.

Ming Li smiled lightly, Qiu Ji was in a big show.

"Brother, what are you laughing at?" This second officer was similar to the last one, and he also had a confused face with "one hundred thousand whys" on his body.

"Nothing, is the task book confirmed?"

"Confirmed, brother!"

Mingli nodded.

Just then, the captain opened the door and came in.

Due to the particularity of this job and the large size of the company and too many people, I often finish flying with one person, and fly again every three months and a half years if I have a little chance.

Therefore, the overall atmosphere of the company is relatively good. After all, everyone has no conflicts of interest, and they all work with the attitude of "flying the flight in front of you well and leaving get off work on time".

Don't make friends, don't ask too much, don't seek trouble.

In Mingli's impression, the last time he flew with this captain was a year ago, and the overall situation has not changed, except that the top of his head has become more bald, and a few hairs are crumbling.

"captain."

Mingli and the second officer stood up and greeted each other.

The captain nodded and everyone sat down.The captain looked at the watch and the orderly documents on the table, "It's time, let's have a meeting."

Coincidentally, as soon as the captain finished speaking, Mingli's phone vibrated crazily, and it felt like the internal parts were about to come out.

Mingli glanced at the caller ID: dispatch.

"Captain." He spread out the phone screen, "Schedule the call."

"Take it."

Mingli picked it up.

"Brother Ming! Where are you!? Have you arrived yet!?" The dispatcher was in a hurry, and the background was very noisy with countless telephone ringing and talking voices.

"Here we are, ready for a meeting."

Mingli raised his hand to look at his watch, he remembered that he had fingerprinted and signed.

"Very good, you can go to Qiqihar next door right now, one of their cars is broken down on the road and they can't come here."

"………what?"