to pure life

It's the same, but I encountered a little trouble when buckling the seat belt.

Although this is not the first time Si Mingrui has taken an airplane, it is the first time he has come across this type of seat belt. Si Mingrui held one end in each hand, stared at it for a few seconds, and then a white A slender hand stretched out and helped Si Mingrui fasten it.He raised his head in a daze, and saw the man's calm face in the next second, his fingers trembled twice, and he didn't know that the other party hadn't noticed.

"thanks……"

Si Mingrui expressed his thanks in embarrassment, and habitually used his mother tongue. The other party pursed the corners of his mouth in doubt, and nodded his head to express his acceptance after a long while, but he still had a superior feeling.

Feeling a little bored, Si Mingrui turned his head, but found something to divert his attention.It is indeed a high-end product produced by a big company. I didn't expect that there would be a touch-screen LCD screen on the back of each seat. Simingrui put all his attention on this at once, and just missed the man next to him examining it. look.

There are a lot of entertainment items, including music, movies, TV series, games, novels, and browsing the web. Si Mingrui even saw a few big-budget movies that were released around the world recently and many high-end games that are only known by name. It's a pity that I only have more than six hours of flight time.For the first time, Si Mingrui felt that six hours was too short. He browsed through all kinds of interesting programs briskly, and didn't even notice that the plane started to take off.

The plane took off on time at [-]:[-], and Si Mingrui found that the seat between himself and the man was always empty. For some reason, he felt a strange feeling of secret joy in his heart.

When the plane entered a stable flight time, Si Mingrui put down the table in front of him and put his elbows on it to support his chin.

More than an hour later, the screen was jumping on the movie introduction column, but now Si Mingrui couldn't get up the energy to watch it carefully. When he learned that the plane had left the border and entered another country, Si Mingrui was a little stunned , Are you leaving now... As an orphan, Si Mingrui has been to the furthest place since he was a child, which is the province Z where the university is located. He never thought that he would go abroad one day now.

"missed."

A deep and magnetic male voice sounded next to his ear, and it took a few seconds for Si Mingrui to realize that it was the man next door talking to him. Although the tone was not very accurate, he could still understand what he was talking about.

"What did you miss?" Subconsciously asked back, Si Mingrui saw the other party's eyes turn cold.

But the man stopped talking, and just looked at the novel he dug out from somewhere in his hand.

What's the matter... After secretly complaining, Si Mingrui found out that the other party ignored him completely, and looked at the screen again with slander, only to find that the display frequency had already turned black, and now he understood what the man said just now.

During this period, Si Mingrui tried to strike up a conversation with the other party several times, but they were unsuccessful, because the man was very intent on reading the novel in his hand, and he did not look up at the scenery outside the window. Instead, Si Mingrui would secretly stretch his neck to watch the sky from time to time. He wanted to see the sunset very much.

The overhead night lights came on, and it was time for dinner.

There were two kinds of dishes, Western style and Chinese style, on the plane, but the names didn't sound to Simingrui's liking, so he just ordered a Chinese style dinner at random, and then ordered a glass of water. Of course, it wasn't because Simingrui's foreign language only supported him. Speaking this simple word, he just simply likes to drink water.And the man by the window asked for a cup of black coffee in line with his temperament. Only then did Si Mingrui realize that the other party spoke another internationally popular language, which Si Mingrui didn't understand.Feeling a bit oolong, could it be that I didn't understand what I was talking about at that time?Si Mingrui couldn't help explaining the other party's behavior before.

Although the dishes looked good, the taste was a bit heavy, and before the meal was finished, the drink in the cup had already run out, so he smacked his mouth quietly, but Si Mingrui was embarrassed to ask for another drink right away.

A seat away, the silver-haired man silently took a sip of coffee, then raised his eyes to look at the empty cup that Si Mingrui was gently holding.

"Hi, may I help you?"

Si Mingrui glanced at the stewardess who was asking about the man by the window, and when he was thinking about whether to express that he needed more drinks, a transparent plastic cup with sloshing liquid was placed on his table.

Looking at the cup inexplicably, Si Mingrui first looked up at the flight attendant who was going away, and then turned back to look at the strange silver-haired man as if he had reacted.

"...Thank you." The other party seemed to be able to understand foreign languages, so Si Mingrui said in a foreign language.

This is the second time to express his gratitude, but why does Si Mingrui feel like a child being taken by his parents, who often needs to be taken care of by adults, and asks his parents for help when he runs out of drinks.So this time the tone of thanks was not very good, Si Mingrui had a feeling that he was underestimated, which was very strange...

The man's silver hair slightly reflected the dim light, and after Si Mingrui finished the third drink that he asked the flight attendant as if he was provocative, he didn't know what he was losing his temper. He is very different.

In fact, he really wanted to communicate with men, but Si Mingrui was always embarrassed to speak out because of his previous attitude, and he also found various excuses for his timidity in his heart. He spent two-thirds of the journey in this complicated state of mind. The communication between Si Mingrui and the man next door only lasted a few short sentences.

Maybe it was because of the satiation, Si Mingrui started to feel drowsy, the picture played on the LCD screen began to distort, the voice in the earphones fluctuated from far to near, and he couldn't understand what he was talking about.

Just when Si Mingrui was about to have a meeting with Duke Zhou, a jolt of the plane woke him up.Drowsiness suddenly flew to the sky, and a bad premonition crawled up Si Mingrui's back.Even if the soft female voice on the broadcast said that it was just a strong air current and that the plane would not have any accidents, it could not offset the uneasiness in Si Mingrui's heart. He followed the instructions and put the table back, and then looked out the window, always feeling that there was someone grinning there. The devil was looking at himself and everyone in the plane.

He kept fidgeting about the position, and the range was getting bigger and bigger. The lights above his head flickered on and off, and finally all went dark. Si Mingrui even heard someone praying softly behind him, and the small cry of a child.It's not clear whether Si Mingrui, the passenger, was still being comforted by the radio. He just felt his head buzzing and his hands and feet were cold and trembling constantly. It turned out that he was so afraid of death.

Although the life he lived in the past was very ordinary, so ordinary that Si Mingrui thought it was so monotonous, one day at a time, but when there was a real possibility of losing it, Si Mingrui found that he couldn't deal with it calmly.

It wasn't that he was too pessimistic and timid, it was just that Si Mingrui couldn't calm down when faced with the fuselage that was shaking up and down greatly for a long time.

The right hand placed on the armrest held the metal tightly, as if this could give him strength, Si Mingrui didn't realize how pale and sad his face was.

But at this time, a finger came up, and a finger that was almost as cold as his own came in from between his fingers little by little, and took Si Mingrui's hand off the armrest, and then wrapped it tightly in his palm.After staring blankly for a while, Si Mingrui looked at the owner of the hand belatedly. The silver-haired man didn't look at Si Mingrui. He just closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, as if everything outside It didn't affect him.

Si Mingrui thought about breaking away from each other, but when the hands of the two were tightly intertwined, he gave up, not only because they were tightly attached without any gap.

What a warm touch... This thought came to Si Mingrui's heart. It was not the body temperature, but the feeling of solidity in his heart after intimate contact.No one has ever treated him so intimately. Colleagues will shake hands, friends will hug, and lovers will kiss, but these are different. No one will hold his hand tightly in this protective gesture, forcefully It was as if he was worried that he would run away suddenly, and his attitude was so natural, as if that hand had been waiting for Si Mingrui to appear.

Abandoned by his parents at the gate of the orphanage, the precocious Si Mingrui learned to face everything alone at an early age. Everyone in the orphanage is very nice, but they can't give Si Mingrui a real sense of dependence.

So when I fail, I tell myself it’s okay, I’m afraid, I tell myself not to be afraid, I’m lonely, I tell myself I still have you...

The eye sockets were a little hot, and Simingrui felt the temperature on his fingers return, but this time it also showed the coldness of the man's fingertips even more. Unlike the drop in his body temperature caused by fear, this feeling of low temperature seemed to be innate .Si Mingrui vaguely remembered that he had heard such a sentence before, that a person with cold fingers must not have cold feelings in his heart.

Si Mingrui felt that he was gradually at ease, he didn't know if it was the man's behavior at the moment, or the peaceful expression on his face and the calm aura around him.

The plane was still turbulent, but the hands that the man and Si Mingrui held did not move at all.Silently staring at the place where the two of them touched, Si Mingrui found that the man's fingernails were beautiful and the crevices of his fingers were clean. There was a slight ripple in his heart, and Si Mingrui didn't know why he was suddenly moved.

He never imagined that he would be flying a plane that was in danger of crashing at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters and interlocking fingers with a man whose name he didn't even know.

Leaning against the back of the chair with his eyes closed slowly like the other person, Si Mingrui felt that the sobbing and begging that had disturbed him before had gradually faded away, and only the strange man's hand touching his was the only reality.the future becomes