Xiangyu

Song Yuqiao informed Qiao Yusong on Thursday that he would meet with colleagues and leaders of the unit on Sunday, and Qiao Yusong has been nervous since Friday.

However, when the National Day holiday is approaching, life in many places has already entered the rhythm of the holiday ahead of time. The number of flights entering and leaving various airports has increased, and the supply of aprons is in short supply, resulting in the delay of many flights.

Qiao Yusong flew four flights on Friday. If he was on time, he should have returned home before midnight.It's a pity that it's easy to leave the port and difficult to enter the port. After successive delays, Qiao Yusong's last flight did not leave Tianhe until one o'clock in the morning, and hovered in the sky of Xijin Airport for a long time. When the flight landed, it was already early morning three o'clock.

The passengers on the flight had no energy to complain, and left the cabin listlessly, sighing and finally landed.

Qiao Yusong and No. 3 said goodbye to the passengers one by one with smiles that had formed muscle memory.

Fortunately, the captain was reasonable, and the commentary session did not take up too much of everyone's time, and it ended soon.

Qiao Yusong turned on the phone, received a message from Song Yuqiao, and learned that he was waiting outside, and suddenly remembered that he was going to watch a movie together on Sunday.

"Thank you." Outside the arrival gate, Song Yuqiao hugged the exhausted Qiao Yusong and patted him on the head.

He rested his chin on Song Yuqiao's shoulder, suspecting that as long as he closed his eyes, he would immediately fall asleep.He sighed and said, "You are the one who worked so hard to wait so long."

"Hmm..." Song Yuqiao made a hesitant voice.

Seeing that he sent the message five hours ago, Qiao Yusong asked in surprise, "Isn't it?"

He smiled and said, "I came here on time, but I have been sleeping in the car before."

Qiao Yusong was speechless, and laughed for a while and said, "It's okay, it's so late." After speaking, he saw Song Yuqiao hesitate again, "What's wrong?"

He smiled apologetically and said, "I'll take you home first, and then go to the unit to work overtime."

"What?" Qiao Yusong was stunned, "It's almost four o'clock."

Song Yuqiao nodded in confirmation and said, "So, let's go home quickly."

It didn't feel like a date night at all, but maybe, it was like a busy date night.

Qiao Yusong can't be sure, after all, no matter whether there is that movie or that date, being busy is doomed.

Sitting in the car, Qiao Yusong was so sleepy that his muscles were sore and exhausted, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.He attributed his insomnia to the cup of coffee he drank on the plane, rubbed his numb face, and said suddenly: "By the way, the kettle on the plane has been used for a long time. In times of urgency, that is not a must. So when you fly in the future, try to drink drinks from large bottles instead of brewed drinks."

"Why did you suddenly ask me about science?" Song Yuqiao asked with a smile.

"Because it suddenly occurred to me that during the National Day Golden Week, we probably don't have time to clean that kettle." Qiao Yusong exhaled angrily, "From Monday to Thursday, there are four periods. According to previous years' experience, it must They were all full, and there was nothing that landed before midnight."

Song Yuqiao squinted at him, but the night light was not enough to see the exhaustion on his face clearly.

"Thank you." Song Yuqiao rubbed his hair.

Qiao Yusong sighed weakly, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "Eh? Didn't you say yes, don't you come to pick me up? Why are you here again these two days?"

Song Yuqiao couldn't help laughing, thinking that it took him two days to react.

"No way." Song Yuqiao sighed, "I can't help it!"

Hearing this, Qiao Yusong didn't cry or laugh, and finally leaned up to kiss him on the cheek and said, "Xiao Qiao has worked hard!"

"Serve Brother Xiaosong." Song Yuqiao said, flashing the lights on the left, and parked the car in the waiting area for the left turn.

It was quite a National Day atmosphere, Qiao Yusong shook his head with a smile.

The more you go back to the urban area, the stronger the National Day atmosphere will be.

Everywhere you can see the five-star red flag waving in the wind, street lights

The banners hanging on it are also full of congratulatory messages to the motherland.

Since Qiao Yusong started this job, all holidays and Golden Week have been nightmares for him.The busier the flight is, the more lonely and desolate the journey home is, as if other people's running around is for happiness, but he can't find the root of his running around.

Looking at the decorated street outside the window, Qiao Yusong suddenly said: "After flying for so many years, this is the first time I feel that I can go home on National Day."

Hearing this, Song Yuqiao was taken aback.He hurriedly looked at Qiao Yusong, seeing the crystals in the latter's eyes, he smiled distressedly, and said, "I love you."

Qiao Yusong blinked and said with a smile, "Well, I love you too."

Since Qiao Yusong will be so busy during the National Day Golden Week that he doesn't even have time to clean the hot water bottle on the plane, it is conceivable whether he will have time to rest.Of course, Song Yuqiao took it for granted that people in the service industry always sacrificed their holidays to achieve other people's leisure and entertainment, but it was not until he got in touch with Qiao Yusong that he could truly feel how hard they were.

Since the National Day is like this, then the Spring Festival should not be much better.Song Yuqiao thought for a while and asked, "Will your schedule change during the Spring Festival?"

"No, it's better to fly for four days and take two days off. It's unshakable." Qiao Yusong said, "So during the two days of rest, I will go home and have a look. If the rest is less than two days, I may not go back."

After they dated, they seldom mentioned their respective families.However, until now, Song Yuqiao still has a fresh memory of Xu Aojun.He felt that Xu Aojun resembled Zhou Meiqi very much, but not quite, because he couldn't imagine how he would deal with such a mother if he was Qiao Yusong.

When I quarreled with Qiao Yusong last time, I heard him say that his family's attitude towards him has changed.Song Yuqiao thought for a moment and asked, "Do you think it's necessary for us to go back and have a look together?"

He seemed to have thought about this for a long time. The reason why he mentioned the Spring Festival seemed to be to bring out this topic.Qiao Yusong was stunned for a moment, and asked nervously: "You mean, come out to them? Your parents? Or, my parents?"

"The last time I was in a relationship, I came out to them. They can't control me." Song Yuqiao finished speaking indifferently, then paused, "What about you? Do you think it is necessary to let your parents know that we are dating? "

Can't control him.Once upon a time, Qiao Yusong heard him say something similar... By the way, it was the day Song Yan released their pigeons when they made an appointment to watch a midnight movie.At that time, Qiao Yusong asked him if he had told his family before going out. Song Yuqiao said that Zhou Meiqi couldn't control him.Thinking of Xu Aojun's attitude towards him after they separated that night, Qiao Yusong smiled wryly in his heart.

It turns out that time is not a panacea.There are some wounds that will not heal no matter how many years pass. I thought that the scabs will scab after a long time, and the healing of the wound is a matter of time.But as long as the scab is untied, the blood will still flow out, as fresh as a fresh wound.

"Do you want them to know?" Qiao Yusong thought, there must be a reason for Song Yuqiao's question.

Song Yuqiao pursed his lips and said, "I don't care, the key is to see what you think."

Qiao Yusong pondered for a moment, then asked puzzledly: "Since you don't care what others think, why do you want to introduce me to your colleagues?"

Song Yuqiao didn't expect him to think of Sunday's date, so he glanced at him in surprise, and said with a smile: "This is different."

"What's the difference?" Qiao Yusong didn't understand.

"Just because I say my opinion doesn't mean it must be right." Song Yuqiao began to explain, "I introduced you to them because as long as we continue to communicate, you and them will inevitably have more or less intersections. After all, that The circle is the focus of my life now. But I personally don’t care if your parents know about our relationship. Even if they never know, I don’t care. Because unless it’s a last resort, I may never need to see them again in my life. Why should I care if they know me, remember me, and what do they think of me? That's why I said, the key is to see what you think. After all, your thoughts are often different from mine, and if you want us I always need a little time to prepare for an account to them."

Qiao Yusong was stunned when he said one set of reasons, and finally said half-jokingly: "As expected of a leader, he speaks so methodically."

Song Yuqiao was stunned, and laughed, "What the hell."

After leaving home for so many years, although Qiao Yusong would go back every year, Qiao Yusong never mentioned his love life to his parents.Not to mention his love life, he rarely even talked about his work.He and his parents have no common language. Xu Aojun has firmly believed in this point since he was in high school. Qiao Yusong's views have changed from feeling absurd to now acquiescing, so he is gradually uncertain. The relationship with them has evolved to the current point. Is there any responsibility.

What if Song Yuqiao was the one he decided to spend the rest of his life with?So, should he have an explanation to Xu Aojun and the others?

As for that family relationship that he didn't want to think about and couldn't figure it out, every time Qiao Yusong thought about it, he could only sigh helplessly.

He said apologetically, "I haven't figured it out yet. Isn't there still some time before Chinese New Year? Let me think about it."

"Don't be nervous, I won't force you. As I said just now, I don't care." Seeing his frowning face, Song Yuqiao couldn't help but regret bringing up this topic, "I don't have to go back next year for Chinese New Year. Even if you want to go back ten years later, you can. I will accompany you."

Qiao Yusong listened in a daze, and moved, "Thank you."

"No thanks." After Song Yuqiao finished speaking, seeing him smile, he laughed too, "Tomorrow I will not be with you at work. You should go back at this hour, and you should also have a good rest? I will go home before noon on Sunday In the afternoon, let's go to the movies together."

"Yeah." Qiao Yusong wrote down his arrangement, thought for a while, and said, "Sunday noon, do you want to eat the meal I cooked?"

He was surprised: "When did you start cooking?"

Qiao Yusong pursed his lips and said, "I don't know how, that's why I asked you if you want to eat."

Song Yuqiao was stunned when he heard that, and hurriedly said: "The meal is not a problem, let's cook the noodles. Add an egg and ham sausage."

Qiao Yusong gave him an angry look, and joked, "The requirements are really low."

"Yes, a bowl of noodles will do the trick." Song Yuqiao admitted with a smile.