【Han Zhang】Respiratory Function Theory

The return flight was at 6:4 p.m., and they packed their luggage at [-]:[-] p.m., got on the bus and set off for the airport.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the boarding gate, I heard a broadcast announcement: the flight to Q City was delayed due to the weather at the destination airport, and the specific departure time was to be determined.

Someone took out his mobile phone to search the weather conditions in Q City, and found that it was raining and snowing, accompanied by strong winds.The manager called to contact the train ticket, and the rest of the people were waiting in the terminal.

Less than 10 minutes later, the manager came back with a depressed expression: the fastest train from city X to city Q will take 15 hours, and the tickets are sold out now.The manager joined the waiting line.

After waiting until 9:[-] p.m., someone couldn't stand the hunger and went to buy instant noodles and squatted down in the terminal to eat. Although Zhang Xinjie was not hungry, he felt deeply powerless.

When he returned home during the summer break last time, he also encountered a three-hour flight delay and did not arrive home until evening.It seems that this kind of thing will happen every time I have something to do with the flight in X city.Whether this was the rule or an anomaly, he had no way of knowing.

But what was worse this time than last time was that it was already 9:12, and even if he could take off immediately, he would have to reach Q City after [-]:[-] in the evening. At that time, his biological clock was at the time of deep sleep.

He sighed melancholy, even if he was anxious, it was useless, he could only wait for the notice to take off.

Nearly 10 o'clock, the staff at the boarding gate finally picked up the horn and announced that they were ready to board the plane.Before this, many passengers had already chosen to change their tickets, but now there were only a few of them except for the team.The team members, who had already exhausted their strength while waiting, were all listless at the moment, queuing up to board the plane.

The airport at night was very windy, and it was extraordinarily quiet because of the empty space. The command lights in the distance were flickering, and the ground crew was saying something, but they couldn't hear anything through the sound of the wind.

The cabin is almost reserved by the team. After sitting down, there are empty seats all around. Many people got up to change seats, looking for companions to chat, or changing to the window to watch the night view.

Zhang Xinjie's seat was by the front row window. He found the seat according to the boarding pass and sat down, fastened his seat belt, straightened the seat, and began to concentrate on waiting for the notice to take off.The teammate who was sitting next to him ran to another seat to make room in the middle. He turned around and saw Han Wenqing who was next to him in the aisle.He was burying his head in looking at the e-sports home he bought at the airport just now, and the reading light was lit from above his head, blending the broken hair on his forehead into a golden edge.His brow bone is a bit high, and the base of his nose bridge is concave, making the line of his nose bone sharper and straighter.His lips were tightly pursed, he didn't know what he was looking at, and his expression was so serious.

Zhang Xinjie looked at his profile for a while, then turned his head and looked out the window again. The plane started to slide on the runway and was about to take off.

When he opened his eyes again, he was woken up by the announcement of the landing broadcast. He rubbed his eyes in a daze, and found that he couldn't see clearly. It took three seconds to realize that the glasses had been taken off, and there was an extra blanket on his body , Even the shoulders are covered.

Zhang Xinjie woke up.

He lifted the blanket, groped around aimlessly, and then found his glasses in the storage bag in front of the seat, and the world suddenly became clear again.

He turned his head and found that because of the stiff posture, his neck was a little sore, and he moved slowly a few times before returning to normal.Scattered lights can already be seen outside the window, and in the distance, City Q looks like a circuit board. The criss-crossing roads and the lights dotted between them create a very beautiful effect.

When he turned his head, Han Wenqing was leaning back on the seat and falling asleep, with his head raised on the seat, highlighting the curve of his jaw and throat.He was also wrapped in a blanket, and the magazine just now was tucked into the pocket in front of the seat, revealing half of the cover.

He was still very sleepy, his head seemed to be muddy and slow to react, he leaned forward and pressed his forehead against the front seat, looking at Han Wenqing, his hands came out from under the blanket and were loosely placed on his legs Hold it on the ground, with long and slender fingers, well-defined joints, and even the blue blood vessels and tendons on the back of the hand are faintly visible.

Only those who have seen it can understand the attack power that those hands can unleash. At this moment, it is like two sleeping male tigers, curled up peacefully together.

Zhang Xinjie's head hurt a little, and his body protested violently from staying up all night because he couldn't adapt. He closed his eyes for a while, and then opened them again.

Han Wenqing's chin was raised, after a whole day, the beard stubble was slightly protruding, and there were traces of light blue on his chin.His lips were no longer pursed, but tightly closed, as if he was silent as usual.

Han Wenqing slowly opened his eyes, his hands disappeared from under the blanket, and then he lifted the blanket again. He also moved his neck a few times with some discomfort, and then turned around and saw him.

The two looked at each other in silence, Han Wenqing loosened his tightly closed lips and then closed them again, Zhang Xinjie blinked, feeling that his eyelids were too heavy to lift, but he didn't want to close his eyes now.

The silence continued, and now Zhang Xinjie felt as if he was trapped under the water, the pressure of the water made his chest tight, he unconsciously exhaled, it turned into a sigh, and he felt that he had to call for help.

What saved him was the cockpit announcement that sounded again, the plane was landing, and the instant weightlessness made him sit upright and lean on the seat, forgetting what happened just now.

Ringing in the ears, a muffled sound, constant noise, engine rumbling, cabin announcements.

They have arrived.

When he got off the plane, Zhang Xinjie realized that he was sweating just now, and the wind blew his wet forehead, bringing a severe chill. He shivered and woke up completely in the cold wind.

The team's bus to pick them up had already been waiting for a long time. Most of the professional players were nocturnal creatures, but no one was as sleepy as Zhang Xinjie. It's just that after such a long and tortuous journey, everyone's spirits were not good.After getting on the bus, no one had the energy to chat, and returned to the club in silence.

Zhang Xinjie turned on the light in the dormitory, and the pale light illuminated the room. He walked in and was about to close the door when Han Wenqing passed by and said hello, "Good night."

The hand closing the door stopped, and he heard himself reply, "Good night, Captain."

Han Wenqing's back disappeared behind the corner between the door frame and the corridor. He counted the sound of footsteps gradually going away, and closed the door.

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