the years when i was in heaven

Mingli's nightmare of substitutions was finally broken.

Although this is an affirmation of his professional ability, no one told him that this is a four-day overnight shift, and he will fly to Gongga on the last day.

Except for the necessary flight certificates, materials and equipment, no other casual clothes and toiletries were taken.Even going to a hotel restaurant for a meal after a break, you can only wear your uniform, let alone go outside.

After three flights, the flight landed 25 minutes ahead of schedule and landed at Qingdao, where they will spend the night tonight.

The overnight hotel arranged by the company is some distance from the airport, and the time is close to the early morning.On the crew car, Mingli quietly asked the second officer if he could lend him some toiletries.

The second officer didn't know why, with question marks all over his face.

"...facial cleanser, skin care products?" Ming Li looked expectant.

The second officer scratched his face, "I always use the soap in the room, as for skin care products... aren't those only used by girls? Brother Ming, you are quite particular."

Mingli: "..."

It's because you are too careless!

When the crew arrived at the hotel, Mingli asked if there was a convenience store near the front desk, and all of them were closed without exception.After swiping the card to enter the door, he put the box casually, and sat on the bed in the room thinking about life.

Asking the flight attendants to borrow these things is of course a better way to get the result, but knocking on people's doors in the middle of the night... He is not like Qiu Hai who doesn't pay attention to his reputation, and scandals are flying everywhere!

Ming Li sniffed himself, and after 10 minutes, he compromised and clicked on WeChat, and found the "P" column.

Plain and simple: Asleep?

Ming Li turned the phone upside down and threw it on the bed after sending it, lying on the bed with himself.The phone vibrated quickly, and he felt that the whole bed shook.

Fat Dahai: No.

Plain and simple: Can you lend me some of your toiletries?

Fat Dahai: Yes, I am at 1302, come here.

It seems that no matter where the overnight hotel is, they like to arrange the captain and the first officer to live next door.

Ming Li knocked on the door next door, and when the door opened, Qiu Hai had already changed into pajamas.

"It's not even October yet, so you shouldn't be wearing woolen clothes." Ming Li looked up and down with the corners of his mouth drawn.

Qiu Hai in front of him was wearing a plush pajamas that he would only wear after Mingli in November, with a light pink upper body, light gray pants, and a brown brown bear painted on his chest.

Qiu Hai: "As you get older, keeping warm is very important."

"..."

If you dress up and say that you are a captain who has been flying for ten years, no one will believe you!

Mingli entered the room, and it was an ordinary big bed room just like his room.

There is a portable humidifier next to the bed, and a small hair dryer on the desk.The uniforms hung neatly on the hangers, and the leather shoes next to the boxes were not stained at all.

Ming Li thought that he was considered more refined among boys, but he never thought that Qiu Hai was more particular than him.

"Sit." With his back turned to him, Qiu Hai took out a sterilized pad from the box and wiped the head of the bed, "What do you need?"

"Facial cleanser, just some toner and lotion."

Qiu Hai nodded, "Do you have any pajamas?"

The impoverished Mingli shook his head, "No."

Qiu Hai took out the casual clothes from his overnight bag and handed them to him, "Take it and wear it, it's been washed."

"You're not going out anymore?" Ming Li looked at the casual clothes in front of him, and looked up at Qiu Hai.

"Recently, this route is frequently flown, so I've seen everything that needs to be seen." Seeing that Mingli didn't pick up, Qiu Hai put his casual clothes beside the bed, turned around and went to disinfect the bedside again.

The material of the pajamas is high-grade velvet, you don't need to touch it to know that it must be very comfortable, and the ankles are tied.When Qiu Hai squatted down, a small part of his ankle could be exposed.

Ming Li stared at him in a daze, wondering why the bones that girls envy grew on this man.

"My toiletry bag is in the bathroom, you can pick what you want."

"……it is good."

Mingli walked into the bathroom and opened the leather toiletry bag.

What the hell is this full bag!

This great god can toss at home for several hours before going to work! ?

With my hands hanging in the air and nowhere to start, I searched for a long time before I found a few bottles and jars similar to facial cleanser and lotion.Just as he was about to zip up the chain, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the small objects hidden in the interlayer.

That's a hand cream that normal-looking men would never buy.

But at that time, Ming Li was not a "normal man".

The heavy snow fell for seven days and seven nights without sleep, and all colleges were organizing students to shovel the snow.Instructors inform the group every day who slipped and fell out of the dormitory, and the road is slippery in snowy weather, so be careful! ! !

The school was closed for one day, and most of the students were huddled in the dormitory to keep warm during this time.

On the way to the school gate.

Mingli was wrapped in a thick scarf, looking at the people around him with malicious intent.Unable to hold back the laughter, he buried his face deeply in the scarf, and after a while, half of his face appeared solemnly again.

"Good girl."

Qiu Haifei opened the rose-red cap and put it in front of his nose to smell it. His brows hadn't been stretched since he left the dormitory.

"How can this be considered a mother? The salesperson strongly recommends it. No matter how dry the day is, put this on your hands for a second." Mingli's official introduction.

Qiu Hai: "..."

"There is a good saying that hands are a man's second face."

"..." Qiu Hai sighed helplessly, "I just found a part-time job in a restaurant."

When he looks for a part-time job, he basically doesn't look at the content of the job. Tutoring, takeaway, milk tea shop, as long as there is no conflict with the class time, everything is fine.

"The boss didn't say what he was doing specifically, what if he was washing dishes in the back kitchen." Ming Li muttered under his scarf.

"You." Qiu Hai stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, then embraced his shoulders and said softly, "Does this miraculous hand cream have the same lipstick?"

Mingli was stunned for a moment, and wrapped the scarf tightly, only showing his big eyes looking at animals, "I don't know! I didn't ask!"

Qiu Hai let out a long "hmm", and continued: "Next time I will ask, I need lip balm that is watery in a second."

Ming Li pulled it out of his memory, and saw Chou Hai leaning against the door through the mirror, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, and his eyes stopped on the hand cream on his hand.

Like a thief who has been caught, he put the hand cream in his bag, turned around deliberately and relaxed, "I'm still using this."

"Ah."

"Very useful."

"……Um."

Mingli held the bottles and jars in his hands in a panic, "I'll borrow these."

Qiu Hai is still "hmm".

"Thank you, I'm going back."

Mingli walked forward, but Qiu Hai didn't give way, and his posture didn't change.He knew that Qiu Hai's eyes stopped on his face, and it was because of this that he desperately wanted to leave.

After a long silence, Qiu Hai took a step back, and Ming Li seized the gap and fled back in embarrassment.

After taking a hot bath, I put on the steam eye mask, and even played the lullaby in loop N times.

Mingli was so irritable that he turned off the player and repeated it for three hours, but couldn't sleep.Fortunately, tomorrow's flight is flying at night, otherwise this state will not work.

When the eyes were closed again, the phone vibrated, and Mingli opened it in seconds.

Fat Dahai: I just saw that I was pulled into the group chat.

Today is another weekend day: Haha, it’s okay, it’s okay, everyone will be on their own from now on.

Pretending to be garlic: My own!

Mingli stared at the screen speechless for a while, didn't he sleep all night?

He private messaged the weekend.

Plain and simple: Why do you still have Qiu Hai's WeChat?

Returned quickly on weekends: What, jealousy?

Plain and simple: Jealous of your sister!I didn't think you two were very familiar before.

Today is another day of the weekend: Hmph, I don’t know, in fact, Qiu Hai and I also had a relationship...

clear and direct:…………

This person on the weekend is definitely an incompetent rich second generation.

When he was in college, if it wasn't for the one time that Mingli had to leave school in a hurry and drove him off on weekends, he would never know that he was driving a million-dollar sports car on weekends.

Mingli at least liked Chen Qianyi and Qiu Hai.But the weekend is really from school to now, a bachelor has not changed.

Today is another weekend day: Just kidding, he worked part-time in our restaurant, and I happened to meet him in the store once, and he added WeChat as soon as he asked about a school.My dad uses him as a role model for me every day, and even after graduation, he wants to help him clear up relationships at work, but he has long been picked up by G Airlines.

Qiu Hai's casual clothes are a white T-shirt and a pair of black shorts. God knows why he wears summer casual clothes when he wears winter pajamas.

Mingli glanced at the label when he was wearing it.

"..."

This brand should not be the well-known international big name, who has nothing to do to buy clothes of that brand.Or whichever man buys that brand of clothes, it's always the girl who buys a bag...

Ming Li shook his head, the soft and high-end cotton material was against his skin, and there was a smell that belonged to that person.Qiu Hai never used perfume, only fabric softener.

For a long time, his heart beat faster when he smelled it, as if he smelled a stimulant.The company in the dispatching room met for the first time, and it was this smell that made him panic first.

While in a daze, there were a few more messages in the group chat.

Fat Dahai: Where did you fly after graduation?

Pretending to be garlic: Hey, thank you senior for your concern.I am now writing web articles and barely making ends meet.On weekends, he completely became a rich second generation, and went to his place for every meal.The last one, you know, is staying and flying with you.

Mingli: "..."

Pang Dahai: They are doing well, envy.

Pretending to be garlic: We envy you, you released the captain at such a young age, and Mingli will hold your thigh tightly in the future!

Mingli thought to himself, none of my business!

Fat Dahai: It's just luck, Xiao Mingfei is doing well, and he won't be slow to be promoted in the future.

Mingli has the feeling that the high school class teacher is explaining the children's learning situation this semester to the parents.

The phone vibrated several times in succession, and Mingli was pulled into a group of "Helping Dogs Out of Singles Squad" at some point.

Pretending to be garlic: He called you Xiaoming!I see a play! @clear and direct

Pretending to be garlic: Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming! ! !What an intimate and warm address!If someone calls me Xiaosuan, I will immediately commit myself to him!

Originally, Mingli suffered from insomnia, but after such a fuss, he simply sat up and lit a cigarette.

close?

warmth?

Why does he feel like a primary school student in a physics problem who will never go to school from home.

The cigarette butt flickered, Ming Li went to the window and flicked the ash.Some windows of the opposite office building are still lit, and people passing by the windows can be seen from time to time.

The smoke was exhaled slowly, accompanied by a sigh that was neither long nor short.

Everyone is responsible for their own life.

And he was a mess.

The phone vibrated again, this time with regular long vibrations.Mingli picked up the phone with a cigarette in his hand, and the bright blue light reflected his stunned expression.

Caller ID two words: Qiu Hai

He deleted his WeChat, but still kept his phone number in the phone address book, as if there was always a place for him in the days that went on.