On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

The day of departure soon arrived.

Chen Qian crossed out the small airplane logo on the notebook, pulled out the plane ticket that was sandwiched in it, and put it into the small pocket inside the backpack along with the wallet and ID bag.

He stood there checking his luggage list, ticking each item in turn with the pen in his hand. Finally, he pondered for a while, opened the drawer of the desk and took out a photo.

It was a set of four-grid photos taken when they passed by a photo studio not long ago. Chen Qian dragged Chi Mu inside and took them together. Looking at the two figures in the photos, sometimes holding shoulders, sometimes hugging and kissing cheeks, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he whispered, "Sure enough, wearing coats together, it really looks like a couple's outfit."

The photo was sandwiched between the thick pages of the Danish book and then put into the backpack. Chen Qian raised his hands and stretched his muscles.

The luggage has been almost packed, and he is just waiting for the call from the driver he has booked so that he can leave.

Chen Qian pulled the suitcase, put on his backpack, thanked the driver, and walked towards the airport entrance.

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflected shadows, and Chen Qian could hear the quiet and sad farewells from the crowd as he passed by them.

He couldn't help but feel relieved.

Fortunately, I specifically told everyone not to come to see him off. Otherwise, if everyone hugged each other and cried loudly at the airport gate, it would be so disturbing and embarrassing.

Today's weather is different from the desolate atmosphere of farewell outside the airport. The sun is shining brightly and the sky is cloudless. It is a rare good weather in the past half month.

The sun was blazing, making his face flushed and a little hot. He secretly tugged at the collar and hem of his sweater, hoping that this would let some coolness penetrate his body and cool him down.

Chen Qian walked a short distance and came to Gate 9. There were a lot of people here. A wave of people had just entered the entrance and were undergoing explosion-proof testing, but there were still many people waiting outside.

Chen Qian looked at the crowded group of passengers and turned to the side where the automatic door was a little wider. It would take a detour to get in from here, but fortunately there were not many people.

The automatic door's response is a bit slow and the sensing is not very good.

While waiting for the door to open to both sides, Chen Qian noticed that the reflection of the glass became very clear due to the weather, so clear that he could clearly see the other side of the street behind him.

There, stood a group of people in brightly colored clothes.

The bright colors stand out against the dark glass, but the white in the middle is particularly eye-catching.

Every detail is perfectly reflected, including their hands waving at the location and the expressions on their faces.

Chen Tian, ​​Sun Cheng, Yu Wangxi, Ke Wu, Qi Yu, Lin Xixi, and... Chi Mu who was wearing the white sweater he gave him.

The sensor door slowly opened to both sides, and the blurry and bright colors disappeared from his sight bit by bit. Chen Qian blinked hard, and the picture became clear again. Two drops of crystal tears quietly dripped on the white tiles, blending into the hustle and bustle of people's voices. It was so quiet and secretive.

……

As the feeling of his body being pressed into the seat by gravity began to disappear, Chen Qian stared at the plane below through the oval window.

In my memory, a huge city becomes small and dense. No matter what kind of building it is, it is just a colorful irregular cement block, placed there in a regular yet messy manner.

But within a few minutes, the sea of ​​water vapor began to rise gradually, submerging the colorful square matrix bit by bit, leaving only a soft, cotton-like white in sight.

……

"Hello, Mr. Chen Qian, am I right? I'm so sorry, but there's a serious traffic jam on the road."

"My plane landed an hour ago..." Chen Qian sat on the bench, looking up at the golden-haired man, his head dizzy and in a very bad mood.

Since getting off the plane, he has been looking around the airport pick-up area, but he can't find the person Chen Tian arranged to pick him up.

After more than ten hours of flight, he was already feeling a bit irritable, and the unfamiliar environment and the language he couldn't understand only made things worse. People around him came and went, but he was the only one who kept spinning in circles like a headless chicken.

As a result, this guy didn't arrive until an hour later. They didn't even have his contact information, so they just waited.

For a while, Chen Qian suspected that he might be a liar and would not come again after cheating Chen Tian of his money.

"I'm so sorry..." The man lowered his head apologetically, then as if remembering something, he said, "By the way, Mr. Chen Qian, my name is Simmons Perch, you can call me Simon."

"Well, Simon, hello. When can we leave?" Chen Qian was not in the mood, and looked a little slumped, leaning against the suitcase and looking straight at him.

"It's okay now. My car is parked over there. Just follow me." Simon smiled, became cheerful again, and walked happily in front to lead the way.

From the airport to the parking lot, Simon talked non-stop, from the apartment Chen Qian was about to move into, to the coffee shop across the street from the apartment, to the old lady neighbor and the landlord, and finally gave a brief introduction of himself.

It was because of this that Chen Qian knew that this man with golden hair, fair skin, brown eyes and very good Chinese was a Chinese-German mixed-race, 27 years old, who was recently learning photography and had just married his boyfriend a few months ago. He also joked that if he didn't already have a lover, he might have fallen in love with Chen Qian at first sight. Boys with cute looks like him are very much his type.

After hearing this, Chen Qian smiled and replied that it was a pity, because his lover was also waiting for him to return home in China. She was a person with an indifferent personality and a clear appearance, the complete opposite of Simon.