extremely dependent

"Ladies and gentlemen: the plane has landed at xx International Airport, the outside temperature is minus seven degrees Celsius, and the plane is taxiing..."

Simultaneously with the announcement that the plane arrived at the destination, Jian Xun's heartbeat was so strong that he hadn't felt so nervous for a long time.Looking sideways at the scene of slowly receding outside the window, he gradually slowed down his breathing, and then quietly clenched his wet palms.

After taxiing for a certain distance, the plane came to a steady stop.

Jian Xun pulled the brim of the black baseball cap on his head very low, almost covering the upper half of his face, and the black mask on his face also covered the lower half of his face in all directions.Afterwards, he habitually sat in his original position and prepared to wait for the number of passengers to decrease before getting up and leaving, so as not to recognize him on this direct flight from Capital Airport to Country X.

While waiting, he took his phone out of his pocket, and as soon as he turned it on, unread messages from [Children] continuously popped up on the screen.Jian Xun's fingers dragged the screen down for a while before he saw the last message sent to him before takeoff last night. He read the unread messages one by one. The most recent ones were sent by Ji Weijue half an hour ago.

1: 29am

【Children】: [Voice message]

【Children】: [Voice message]

Jian Xun clicked on the unread voice, put the receiver of the mobile phone to her ear, and Ji Weijue's voice sounded too pleasant: "Brother, are you awake? I'm at the airport."

He clicked on the second voice message, and a chuckle came into his ear canal, his voice seemed to be a little gentle and whispered: "I'm here to pick up Xunbao and go home."

Jian Xun held down the voice, and replied softly with his hoarse and tired voice due to throat congestion: "Wake up, early."

The signal in the aircraft cabin was a bit poor. He had been in the sending state for a voice message for a long time, and just when the small circle stopped, a call came right away.

As soon as the phone was connected, a worried voice quickly came from the other side: "Brother, why did you sleep so long today? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jian Xun raised her eyes and made a silence gesture to the flight attendant who was about to remind her to get off the plane, and whispered to the person on the other end of the phone nonchalantly: "Well, maybe I have a cold." He stood up and politely said The stewardess next to her nodded slightly, and after checking that nothing was left behind, she walked towards the cabin door, interrupted the reminder on the phone, and asked, "Have you received Xunbao?"

"Not yet, I just saw that the flight notification has arrived, and I should have received it immediately." Ji Weijue's voice paused, probably because Jian Xun was worried about Xunbao's safety, so he said, "Don't worry bro, I'm at the baggage carousel It's here, make sure you don't miss a kitty, or I'll cut off my head to apologize."

Jian Xun laughed softly. When he passed the passage outside the cabin door, his eyes glanced out of the window, and his steps stopped. The bright yellow post lights outside the apron illuminated a world, and there were fluffy snowflakes falling in the air. The snow probably just fell, and the ground was slightly damp.

This is the first snow that Jian Xun has seen this winter.

The heart that had been beating wildly in his chest from just now gradually calmed down in this piece of comfortable and flying pure white, and he watched a crystal snowflake fall on the glass in front of him, melting again with a touch.

Holding the phone, he called out in a hoarse voice, "Ji Weijue."

"Ok?"

Jian Xun lowered his head slightly, stretched out his hand to pull the mask, and walked quickly towards the baggage claim carousel with his long legs. Following his steps, besides the wind from the hem of his coat, there was also the sentence that was light, even I don't know if the other side heard clearly: "I'm serious."

Jian Xun has walked through the airport passages of countless cities, but this is the first time he has walked so urgently.It seems that all the panic and uneasiness suddenly dissipated in the affirmation that fell in my heart, and replaced by the expectation that overflowed from my heart to the corners of my mouth.

The airport at two o'clock in the morning is not much different from the daytime. There are many people in the luggage hall, and the non-stop radio is mixed with the noisy voices around. Go to the luggage link.

When she was still some distance away from the luggage link of her flight, Jian Xun's steps suddenly stopped.

Although there are many people around.

Even though it's just a distant view.

Although he had never seen the person's clothes in the video or photo.

But Jian Xun still took one look, and found him out of the vast crowd with just one look.

At this moment, it was as if everyone in the line of sight was melted into the virtual mirror, only the clean and straight figure in the center of the gaze was framed into his eyes.

Jian Xun slowed down his pace and walked slowly towards the boy's back, and at the same time let go of the hands blocking the receiver, his eyes focused on the boy who was looking at the end of the bond that hadn't run yet , the boy probably heard something, and suddenly stood up straight while holding the mobile phone next to his ear, and at the same time, a suspicious voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone near his ear: "Brother, are you going out? Why is it so noisy in your place all of a sudden?" ?”

Jian Xun looked at the back that was getting closer in front of him, and replied softly: "Well, I'm going out."

"Huh? Where are you going?"

Only less than 20 meters away from the boy, Jian Xun stopped walking, raised his hand to raise the brim of his hat, looked at the boy and laughed softly, with endless tenderness in his hoarse voice: " Going to spend Christmas with my little ones."

At the same time, the airport's announcement rang again, and the voices in the ears and the voices from the other end of the phone overlapped like a duet, and were collected into the ears of the two people holding the phones at both ends.

Jian Xun listened to the gradually chaotic breathing in his ears, stared at the boy's suddenly stiff back with a pair of smiling eyes, and asked with a low smile, "Aren't you welcome?"

Ji Weijue, who was facing away from him, was probably brought back to his senses by this sentence, he suddenly turned his head, and his surprised and complicated gaze directly hit a pair of eyes full of spring breeze not far away.

For the first time, there is no screen to block the eyes.

For no reason, Jian Xun thought of some plots where the male and female protagonists looked at each other affectionately in some vulgar idol dramas that were so embarrassing to fly. He thought that the two of them must be disgusting in the eyes of others now, but...he couldn't put it together at all. His eyes moved away from those familiar eyes, and he couldn't control the arc of his eyes that became deeper and deeper.

Ji Weijue walked towards him holding his mobile phone, one step, two steps, then stuffed the mobile phone into his pocket, and the steps he took almost turned into a trot towards him.

When Ji Weijue really stood in front of Jian Xun like this, he realized that Ji Weijue was a little taller than he imagined, and the top of his head almost reached the tip of Ji Weijue's nose.

It was a bit inexplicable when we met for the first time to cover so tightly. Jian Xun raised his hand and just touched his ear to take off the mask. Ji Weijue in front of him hurriedly pressed his hand, looked around in a hurry, and lowered his voice: "Don't Pick, there are many Chinese here.”

Ji Weijue's warm palms burned the skin on the back of his hands, his fingers curled up almost invisible, and he obediently put the mask back on his ears.Ji Weijue quickly retracted his hand, Jian Xun looked up at his slightly red eyes, and was about to speak, when Ji Weijue called out: "Brother."

Ji Weijue's unsteady voice seemed to be trying to restrain himself, he said: "If I say that I want to cry now, will you laugh at me?"

Jian Xun opened his arms and hugged Ji Weijue in front of him, raised his hand and stroked his back gently, and said with a soft smile, "Yes."