the years when i was in heaven

The two wrestled together, the phone rang, and Ming Li let go of Zhuang Su'an who was desperately protecting the cauldron, and grabbed the phone.

Fat Dahai: It's gone.

Mingli glanced at the time.

Plain and simple: so early?You are flying too fast.

Qiu Hai, who was sitting in the cockpit, looked at the phone, with the corners of his mouth raised.

Fat Dahai: Not only do I fly fast, but I also fly fast.

clear and direct:……

These two people really work together inside and out!

Then the first officer and the second officer next to them saw that the captain, who had been sullen all day, suddenly smiled happily to himself for no reason.

Fat Dahai: Do you like to go faster or slower?

Plain and simple: I seriously doubt that you are driving!

Fat Dahai: No (seriously), someone said he was coming to pick me up, but I don’t know where I am now.

Plain and simple: on the way.

Pang Dahai: Drive slowly, don't rush.

Speed ​​30?

Mingli put on his coat and said to Zhuang Suan, "I'm going to pick up Qiu Hai."

Zhuang Su'an hugged the lid of the pot and nodded tearfully, "By the way, Mr. Zhou doesn't come here on weekends, and there is no letter. He is never absent for things like drinking and eating."

Mingli walked to the door, "You can call and contact him, this kid is probably looking good at home again."

Zhuang Su'an called "The God of Cracking Rice" in the address book, but no one answered.

"Weekends have been a bit of an anomaly lately," he murmured.

But Mingli had already left and didn't hear him.

"Captain Qiu has worked hard!"

"You have worked hard too."

The crew arrived at the company with the whole group, and the team members disbanded one after another.

Qiu Hai leisurely pulled the suitcase and walked to the side of the road, changed his uniform from a suit jacket to a woolen coat, and he matched it with a dark gray scarf.

After lighting a cigarette and exhaling white air, he looked across the road and suddenly froze.

A man in a white hoodie and jeans also leaned against a Mercedes-Benz GTS coupe with a cigarette in his mouth and waved at him, his earrings reflecting the light of night lights.

"Why didn't you reply to my message."

There was soothing music playing in the cafe, and the glass was covered with mist.There were two men sitting by the window, one with a flight case at his feet, and the other casually playing with the car keys in his hand.

"The phone is dead."

Weekend slowly revealed a smile, "A whole week?"

Qiu Hai replied: "A whole week."

Smiling unabated, he stirred the pearls in the coffee and milk tea on weekends, "When are you going, I'll buy your flight together."

"unnecessary."

Weekend pretended to be surprised and looked at him, "Auntie will be sad if she doesn't see me. She likes me the most, or...you want to take someone with you."

"Never mind your business." Qiu Hai didn't have a drink in front of him, and he didn't take off his coat, so he could go out anytime and anywhere by pulling a suitcase.

"It's been so many years, but you still have such great hostility towards me." Looking at the swirling liquid surface on the weekend, he spread his hands helplessly, and said, "I'm a good man, my parents introduced me to a woman they are very satisfied with, Not surprisingly, by the end of next year."

Weekend smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's you, I didn't expect the old relationship to rekindle."

"I wish you a happy wedding in advance." Qiu Hai said coldly and got up.

"Chou Hai!"

Qiu Hai walked to the door, stood up suddenly on the weekend and shouted loudly: "Is it so difficult to just take a look at me!"

All eyes in the store were on these two men.

After a while, Qiu Hai turned his head slightly, "I have already answered this question a few years ago."

"Ah! Customer, your milk tea!" The cashier lady came back to her senses and quickly brought a tissue.

"It's okay, it's okay." The man lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being noticed by others.But the shop was too quiet, even Qiu Hai and Zhou weekend could see the sudden sound.

Zhao Jiagui froze in place holding half a cup of milk tea, "... Qiu, Captain Qiu, hello."

How could he always be a witness to such things!

restaurant.

Qiu Hai put his arm on Zhao Jiagui's shoulder, "Let me introduce, my colleague, Zhao Jiagui."

Zhao Jiagui staggered, feeling like he was carrying Everest on his shoulders, and forced a smile on his face, "Hello."

"Hello, hello." Zhuang Su'an stretched out half of his body and gave a "friendly shake".

"By the way, how did you meet each other?" Ming Li asked, when he arrived at the entrance of the company, he saw Zhao Jiagui standing beside Qiu Hai like a little chicken, still in casual clothes.

"We..." Zhao Jiagui glanced at Qiu Hai who was putting food into the pot as if nothing had happened, "I ran to the company at night and happened to meet Captain Qiu waiting for the car at the door, and then happened to be hungry suddenly, and then followed me .”

The corners of Ming Li's mouth twitched, he was quite rich wearing AJs for night running, "Okay, many coincidences are also a kind of fate."

"That's right, that's right." Zhao Jiagui said in agreement, "We are destined to meet after a thousand miles away."

Qiu Hai glanced at him very naturally, and Zhao Jiagui shrank his neck invisibly.

"Why hasn't Mr. Zhou come here? If he doesn't come, he'll eat the pot." Mingli grinned with a piece of hot meat, grabbed his phone and prepared to make a call.

The door opened, and Weekend, wearing a white shirt and jeans, walked in with two cups of coffee and milk tea.

"It's hard to invite a guest, why did you come here!?" Zhuang Su'an raised two long chopsticks, "No noodles!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhou Erlang put the milk tea in the most prominent position, "Passing by the coffee shop, I suddenly want to drink milk tea."

Zhuang Su'an has always been unimpressed with coffee, and as time goes by, he doesn't count anything related to coffee, Mingli is used to it.But this weekend, he was surprised and said: "Oh, I only bought Mingli's, pretend to be garlic..."

"It's not that you don't know that I hate coffee." Zhuang Su'an said, "You can just drink it. I prefer iron pot stew."

Weekend continued to be surprised, "Qiu Haihe... I didn't buy this one either, or you can drink mine. I bought it by detour, you can't refuse." He condescendingly placed a cup of milk tea in front of Qiu Hai.

Mingli gave his own to Zhao Jiagui, "Drink it."

Zhao Jiagui took it over, stared at Qiu Hai with helpless eyes, and whispered: "Brother Qiu..."

Qiu Hai ate with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Our Writer Zhuang finally started to eat meat, and I'm not in vain for you to eat and wear."

"Thank you Mr. Zhou for your cultivation!" Zhuang Su'an cupped his fists, "Eat, eat hard! It's all yours!"

"Am I a pig?" Weekend put his hands on his hips.

Ming Li chimed in and said, "You're not a pig, hahahahahaha."

In the usual way, he would definitely get worse on weekends and push back, but today he ignored Mingli's words and said to Zhuang Su'an: "Aside from eating, is there any other compensation?"

Zhuang Su'an's car wheel rolled his eyes, "If it doesn't work, I'll make a sacrifice and let you take advantage of it."

Disgusted on the weekend: "To wipe is also to wipe the oil of our flying school grass."

Zhuang Su'an was stunned for a moment, looked at Qiu Hai and then at Ming Li, tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "I'm just joking, it's all here."

On the weekend, I pulled the corners of my mouth casually.

After the meal, "Ming Ming Bai Bai" invited "Chicken Pecking Rice" to join the group chat.

Who knows why Zhao Jiagui chose this name, but it fits his personality quite well.Pretending to pay, and grabbing orders on weekends, the two fought all the way to the bar, Ming Li squatted on the curb, smoking a cigarette.

"I said that you are a co-pilot with a monthly income of more than [-] yuan, so what's the point of squatting here and smoking." Zhao Jiagui also squatted on the curb with a cigarette in his mouth.

Ming Li looked at him, "I said why does your body look like my mother's?"

Zhao Jiagui rolled his eyes, "You and..." He raised his chin and pointed to Qiu Hai across the road, "How's it going?"

"What about it?" Mingli pretended to be stupid, "That's it."

Zhao Jiagui hesitated to speak, "Brother Zhou...have you known each other for a long time?"

"College classmate, your senior."

"He is not my senior." Zhao Jiagui whispered.

"?"

"I have a feeling." Zhao Jiagui looked serious.

Ming Li held back his laughter, patted the soot on his body and straightened up.

"He's like me."

Ming Li paused, "You mean... that aspect?"

"Ok!"

"Pfft! Hahahahahaha!!!" Ming Li laughed while covering his stomach.

Qiu Hai: "?"

"Don't laugh! I mean it!" Zhao Jiagui tried to cover his mouth, but to no avail.

Mingli was like a small speaker with the plug unplugged, haha ​​non-stop, Qiu Hai walked over and hugged his arm haha, "No no no, I'm dying of laughing. This kid... this kid actually said that the weekend is..."

The laughter continued, and the two people beside them had different expressions, and their faces were not very good.

At this time, I successfully grabbed the order on the weekend and came out of the store, "What is so funny, share it with me?"

Mingli burst into tears with laughter, and smashed Zhao Jiagui's head into a chicken coop, "Don't guess."

The smile on his lips did not diminish over the weekend, "Guess what."

"I...I mean...Is Brother Zhou's family rich?" Poor Zhao Jiagui was weak and helpless, with his mouth puckered.

"Money?" Weekend tilted his head and poked his cheek with his index finger, "My family is very rich, but as far as I am concerned, I have nothing but money. The only person I like ran away with others."

Their friendship had lasted ten years. Mingli only knew that there was not much money for catering at home on weekends, and he seldom heard anything else from him. This was the first time he took the initiative to bring up personal relationship issues.

Tonight, everyone drank some wine when they were happy. Taking advantage of the wine, Ming Li put his hands on Zhou Zhou's shoulders and stared at him in a daze, "Who is so blind? What's wrong with Mr. Zhou? He's blind!"

Qiu Hai: "..."

Zhao Jiagui: "..."

"Mingli."

The smile on the weekend has not changed, it seems that as long as he wants to, he can wear this smile for a lifetime.

Since he was a child, he has been recognized by his surroundings as being exquisite, with a fastidious life and good family conditions, and a child raised by a wealthy family is destined to have the same appearance.In fact, it is no less than Qiu Hai, but I don't know why it is always ignored.

Under the night light, he was wearing an expensive sweater, limited edition shoes, and shiny earrings. He was a veritable handsome rich second generation.He smiled and said, "One day in the future we will see the same thing, will you give it to me?"

Brief silence.

Qiu Hai opened his mouth slightly, and heard it before he could utter a sound.

"It is a must!"

Qiu Hai's breathing slowed down.

Mingli stared seriously at Zhou Zhou's eyes, "My good brother, my best brother! What's mine is yours, and I share everything with you, including my parents!"

Helpless on the weekend, "Forget about your mother who urges you to get married all day long."

"How do you talk!" Mingli raised his eyebrows.

Weekend broke free from his hand, but looked at Qiu Hai provocatively, and said, "Then it's settled."

Ming Li shouted, "It's a deal!"