Chapter 60

It's all dark in the evening after the rain.

There is a fresh smell of grass in the air. With the rustle of leaves, the wind blows in through the cracks of the window. The cool wind blows to the neck. The sweat penetrates into the pores and suddenly relaxes.

There was a low noise in the room.

In the dark, Ruan Sixian felt that her close fitting clothes had been wet with sweat, which made her uncomfortable.

"Hoarse --" Fu Mingyu frowned and pressed her back neck with his palm. His voice was hoarse, "baby, please take it easy."

"Shut up."

Ruan Sixian's head was buried in his neck, her eyes closed tightly, and her other hand tugged at the corner of his coat, shaking slightly.

She clenched her teeth and said in a low voice: "why aren't you well I'm tired... "

Fu Mingyu bowed his head, spit out the breath is very hot, close to kiss her earlobe.

She stuck to his neck, turned off the light in the dark room, magnified the sense of smell and hearing, everything was clear.

Ruan Sixian was surrounded by the smell of him.

It's clear that it's the cool fir flavor, and it also has a burning feeling at this time.

The breath in the air is oppressive or warm, one after another.

Ruan Sixian's palm has a thin cocoon, but her skin is delicate.

Gentle and subtle rough feeling coexist, each action is like stirring a tight string.

Ruan Sixian's breath was getting tighter and tighter. Her eyelashes were shaking and she lost the measure of time.

I don't know how long later, my arm suddenly became stiff.

She raised her head. In the dark, she saw Fu Mingyu with his eyes closed, his eyebrows trembling slightly, and his forehead sweating.

She half opened her mouth and forgot to breathe for a moment.

When he slowly opened his eyes, she instantly pulled back consciousness, quickly got up and ran to the bathroom.

In the dark room, Fu Mingyu leaned against the sofa, breathed a long breath, and tidied up his clothes in a leisurely way. He cleaned up the soiled sofa with a paper towel.

After losing the tissue, he went to the wall, raised his hand and turned on the light, which instantly lit up the whole living room.

The sound of water in the bathroom came through the crack of the door and lasted for a long time.

Fu Mingyu stood by the door and tried to open it, only to find that it was locked.

Leaning against the wall, he tapped on the door.

"Not yet?"

"It's up to you!"

Ruan Sixian had already finished washing her hands, but when she saw the tiny red palm, her breath did not calm down.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her cheeks were flushed, and her sweat soaked hair was clinging to her neck, as if she was the one being manipulated.

I'm so tired!

How tired than the control stick!

A few minutes later, when she opened the door, Fu Mingyu's shirt was perfectly dressed, without a wrinkle, and even the collar was meticulous.

How can someone just look like he's dying, but he can recover in ten minutes like he can be on the news network immediately?

Ruan Sixian lowered her head and pushed him away. "Go away, don't get in my way."

When she came to the living room, Fu Mingyu's coat was left on the sofa. It seemed that she had just pressed it and spread it out in a mess. The sleeves were still wrinkled.

When she bent down to pick it up, she saw the paper towel in the garbage can, with an indescribable smell.

Her ears were still red. When she saw this, her temples jumped up again, and the palm of her hand holding the coat kept burning.

It's a curse. It's definitely a curse.

How reserved she was, how in line with the socialist harmonious values. A young woman was lured by him to do what she thought she would never do in her life.

Fu Mingyu tied his tie and tightened his slender fingers. He saw Ruan Sixian holding his coat and said, "baby, pass me the coat."

Ruan Sixian thought that he had just called "baby" in her ear, and the fire burned to her face. She immediately threw her coat on his head.

"I'll do my own business in the future!"

Fu Mingyu pretended not to understand Ruan Sixian's words. He took off his coat, put it in his arm, stepped forward and pulled Ruan Sixian's head.

"Well, I'll go back to work." He looked down at Ruan Sixian, "rest early, you look very tired."

Ruan Sixian

Who's to blame?! Who's to blame?!

--

after Fu Mingyu left, Ruan Sixian went back to the restaurant to clean up the table.

As soon as I started, I heard a "pa", a bowl fell back on the table and rolled twice.

Ruan Sixian's eyes were quick, and immediately bent down to catch it to prevent the loss of a bowl.

However, after she caught it, she closed her eyes and felt helpless.

All of a sudden, there is a feeling of 50 kg arm pushing white.

After washing the dishes and returning to the study, Ruan Sixian takes out the examination materials, puts on her headphones, and prepares to prepare for the exam.But when doing the questions, she found that her handwriting was askew, and her hand seemed to be out of control.

There won't be another time.

Next time I'll be Venus.

Suddenly a message came in.

[Zheng Youan]:

[Ruan Sixian]:?

After finding that he was not pulled black, Zheng Youan immediately sent out the prepared TXT.

[Zheng You'an]: I'll say sorry to you first. I just called Mr. Fu, but I didn't answer. Just yesterday, I was talking nonsense. Don't take it seriously. I confess my motive: I just didn't want my family to set me up with President Fu, so I made a rumor. At that time, I was sure that my family wouldn't tell it. I didn't expect it to reach you. I really didn't see anything. After we got off the plane in Spain, we parted ways. It was all my nonsense.

After Fu Mingyu denied it, Ruan Sixian wondered whether Zheng Youan was wrong or she said it on purpose.

The former is more likely. After all, Zheng Youan doesn't hate Fu Mingyu any more.

But I didn't expect that.

Seeing that Ruan Sixian didn't reply immediately, Zheng Youan carefully typed out a few words.

[Zheng Youan]: are you fighting?

Ruan Sixian didn't know what to say, but the other side sent another one.

[Zheng You'an]: don't you still do it!

“……”

That's a real move.

[Zheng Youan]: it's my fault. If you break up, I'll give you a boyfriend!

[Zheng Youan]: there are not many young single CEOs, but there are many who will take office soon!

[Ruan Sixian]: No, sister.

[Zheng Youan]: No, it's my turn to call you sister.

[Ruan Sixian]: we're OK!

[Zheng Youan]: you're welcome. I'm the one who caused the trouble. I should pay for it.

[Zheng Youan]:?

[Zheng Youan]: are you ok?

Fu Mingyu was busy and had no time to answer Zheng Youan's phone call. Zheng Youan was naturally afraid. He thought he was furious and was on the verge of breaking the law, so he did not dare to call him again. Instead, he went to find Ruan Sixian to plead guilty.

Ruan Sixian knew what happened and thought about it. She should tell Fu Mingyu so as not to think about what he did.

But she deliberately concealed the reason why Zheng You'an was black, saying that she had drunk too much nonsense.

"She said that it's up to you now. It's up to you to kill or cut."

"Well." Fu Mingyu went on the phone with one hand, quickly signed the document with the other hand, and said faintly, "well, I know."

Ruan Sixian's understanding of Ba Zong from novels and TV plays shows that the more insipid her tone is, the more angry she is.

"Are you angry?"

Fu Mingyu: "a little."

The general manager's "a little bit" naturally can't compare with the general people's "a little bit".

Ruan Sixian asked again, "are you thinking about how to get back at her?"

Fu Mingyu chuckles, "not as good as."

Since June this year, almost all the five-star hotels owned by Zhengjia in the third tier cities have been closed, and the share of the second tier cities is also in danger.

The outside world may not be able to see the decline of the Zheng family, but as a long-term partner, Fu Mingyu can see one or two of them from all aspects.

Moreover, when the Zheng family set him up with Zheng Youan two years ago, he already felt that the situation of the Zheng family was not optimistic.

Fu Mingyu raised his eyes and quickly signed, "I don't want to argue with her."

"Oh, that's it." Ruan Sixian also laughed on the other end of the phone, "you are quite generous."

"I don't think I'm generous. You should be the most experienced person."

Ruan Sixian snorted, "I went to read a book."

Fu Mingyu: "hmm? You're in good spirits when you're reading so late? "

“…… Fu Mingyu, I tell you, you will never come into my house in the future. "

After hanging up the phone, Fu Mingyu smiles, puts down his pen, and Bo Yang comes up to collect the documents.

Fu Mingyu got up, looked at the time, turned his head and asked Bo Yang, "is my mother home?"

"Madame just got off the plane."

Fu Mingyu nodded and asked Bo Yang to tell the driver to go back to Huguang mansion tonight.

He was a few minutes ahead of he Lanxiang, and Doudou leaned at his feet, tumbling to scratch.

Fu Mingyu played with him for a while. He was about to go upstairs to change his clothes when there was a movement at the door.

He Lanxiang walked in with spring light on his face. He wore a piece of water shining artificial fur and went to the next stop under the light. The whole person flashed as if he had just come down from the Broadway stage.

When she saw Fu Mingyu at home, she stopped and stood in the same place, looking up and down at him, "Oh, who is that? Have you gone to the wrong house? "

Then he turned back and waved to the driver: "there are strangers in my house who break in illegally. Please call the police immediately."The driver who came in with the suitcase couldn't help laughing.

Fu Mingyu looked at her coldly, untied his sleeve and walked towards her.

He sometimes doubts whether he has any physical problems, and the women around him are sharper than each other.

He Lanxiang swaying to the table, took out a blue velvet box from his bag, took out a necklace from it, hung it on his finger, turned to face Fu Mingyu, and raised his chin, "have a look."

Fu Mingyu only glanced at it and was not very interested in this kind of thing that women love.

"It's beautiful."

"Beautiful need you to say, I have no eyes?"

He Lanxiang shakes the necklace. Under the floor lamp, the pendant emits light.

Fu Mingyu raised an eye, "exceeded budget?"

“……” He Lanxiang put away the necklace, "vulgar!"

After carefully putting the necklace back into the box, she said, "originally, I went there just to see an art exhibition, but Mr. Leicester heard that I had passed away and asked me to attend his party. I didn't want to go, but they all invited me in person. I can't help but show face, can I?"

Fu Mingyu nodded and didn't answer.

This Mr. Lester, he heard from he Lanxiang, is a new and cutting-edge jewelry designer in Britain. He signed a contract with a jewelry brand in China at the beginning of this year and has been resident in China ever since.

"Then I praised his award-winning Necklace this year. As a result, he gave it to me without saying a word. I couldn't even push it off because of his kindness."

He Lanxiang rubbed his temple. "I wanted to keep a low profile, but as a result, all the women at the party were staring at me. It was really troublesome."

Fu Mingyu, with some ideas, walked slowly to the table, opened the box again and looked at the necklace inside.

He Lanxiang still expressed his worries behind him, "well, you know Qu xunyan's, she usually takes Buddhist beads. She is not interested in these, but accompanies her sister. As a result, she stares at me today, which makes me very embarrassed. Well, it is. How can a woman dislike such a beautiful thing? "

As the voice fell, Fu Mingyu closed the lid, turned his head and asked, "can you sell it to me?"

When he Lanxiang understood what Fu Mingyu wanted to do, she covered her chest and inhaled, almost unable to stand: "Fu Mingyu, do you still have a conscience! I brought you up so hard, and that's what you did to me? "

On Christmas day, she was on a plane.

The day before New Year's day, Bian Xuan went shopping with Ruan Sixian.

Two people walking on the road, looking at the new year's decorations all over the street, some of their backs are chilly.

"I get goose bumps when I think of the time when I was an ordinary flight attendant before, when it comes to national day, new year's day and Spring Festival."

Bian Xuan took Ruan Sixian's hand and walked slowly. "I haven't been home for four years since I graduated from university. Every year I send people home. We just stay in the hotel. We don't even have takeout. We finish eating instant noodles. I think it's not a human life."

Said, she patted Ruan Sixian on the shoulder, "fortunately, I am free, you still have to endure."

Holidays, for others, means holidays, means rest, but for people in the aviation industry, is the Torah.

We all wish we didn't come during the holidays, and we were not in the mood to send gifts during the holidays. As time goes by, our sense of the festival's ceremony became weak.

Ruan Sixian was a little sleepy. She drank milk tea and casually went shopping with her eyes.

When she passed a luxury men's clothing store, she stopped.

"What's the matter?" Bian Xuan followed her line of sight and said, "do you want to buy your boyfriend a new year's gift?"

Ruan Sixian didn't speak. She walked in automatically.

Two waiters at the door come up with drinks and towels and take Ruan Sixian and Bian Xuan to the new area.

Ruan Sixian looked around, and her eyes finally fell on her tie.

There were more than 20 ties in the transparent cabinet, most of which were low-key. She looked at them for a few minutes and shook her head.

"Forget it."

"No?" Bian Xuan said, "I think it's pretty."

"Good looking is good looking, but his tie seems to be custom-made."

"What's the point, it's the heart." Bian Xuan pulled her back. "Did he dare say he didn't like it

Ruan Sixian thought about it and raised her eyebrows. "He didn't dare."

After buying a dark black tie, she carefully put it into the flight box, spread a layer of cashmere shawl and patted it gently.

Ah, Fu Mingyu, if you dare say you don't like it, this tie is your lifeline.

At 6 p.m. on December 31, Ruan Sixian's flight returned.

After the last passenger got off the plane, the captain took Ruan Sixian to a cabin and checked one by one.

"Well, another year has passed."

The captain patted the luggage rack and felt relieved when he heard the voice. "I've been busy year after year. When is the beginning?"Out of the cabin, security officers and crew members crowded on the flight stairs and exchanged New Year's wishes.

The wind was very strong on the apron, and Ruan Sixian's hair was blown disorderly. She took out her scarf and wrapped it around her neck while walking towards the crew car.

She asked the stewardess in skirts of the crew to get on the bus first and wait with the captain in the back

when they were about to step on it, there was a sudden noise in the distance.

Ruan Sixian and the captain turned to look over, and the people who got on the plane also looked out.

"Oh, it seems to be making trouble!"

"Who's making trouble for the Spring Festival?"

"Is it a fight?"

"It looks like it's on the other side of the crew."

A man wanted to go and have a look. Ruan Sixian stopped her and said, "there's a security officer to solve it. It's so cold. Don't catch a cold."

The troublemakers had been taken away when the plane car passed by.

After leaving the airport and returning to the World Airlines building, Ruan Sixian and the captain went to the flight department to hand in the mission statement. They met the people inside to celebrate the new year, so they stayed a little longer.

When she came out, Ruan Sixian received a message from Fu Mingyu. He said that he had finished the meeting and immediately asked her to go to the meeting room to find him.

So Ruan Sixian went there.

After a few steps, she suddenly saw a man standing in the glass corridor in front of her, with his hands on the wall, his waist bent, and his head buried deep.

This man is not a stranger.

He is the senior high school alumnus of Ruan Sixian, and he is a maintenance engineer. They often talk with each other.

He seems to be Crying?

Ruan Sixian approached slowly, stood behind him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Tan Shan?"

Tan Shan turned back, his eyes red. Seeing that it was Ruan Sixian, he immediately turned back.

"What's the matter with you?" "What's the matter?" she asked

Tan Shan still maintains the posture just now, supporting the wall, but his shoulders are shaking.

Ruan Sixian stood for a while. She saw that he didn't want to say it, so she planned to turn around and walk away.

But as soon as the idea came out, Tan Shan began to speak.

"It's so boring." His voice is dumb, a little cry cavity, "last class, earn a money, really too boring."

"What's the matter?" Ruan Sixian thought of something and said, "did you have an accident on the other side of the apron just now?"

Tan Shan swallowed, choked in his voice, "yes, I hit someone. I can't help it."

Ruan Sixian: "eh?"

Tan Shan looked back at her, his red eyes full of blood.

He was about to open his mouth, and his words were swallowed again and again. He pressed the corners of his lips tightly, and his chin trembled slightly.

Ruan Sixian felt that he seemed to have a string stretched and would soon break.

"Tomorrow is the new year." "In the new year, everything is new, nothing can't pass," she said

She wanted to comfort for a while, but she didn't think that this sentence picked Tan Shan's nerve. Suddenly, she leaned against her shoulder and howled out.

"The new year will be good! It's not going to be good! No more

Ruan Sixian was too scared to move.

No, it's said that the collapse of adults is silent? Brother, what's the matter with you?!

And Tan Shan mood collapse, no matter who is in front of him, just want to find a shoulder to lean on.

"It's too hard. I'm too hard. Is this a man's life? My girlfriend urges me to buy a house every day. If I don't buy a house next year, I won't wait for me. I'm going back to my hometown for a blind date. I want to buy a house too, but I can't afford it! A month's salary is so small. I have to eat, live and pay my parents. Where can I buy a house? "

Ruan Sixian stiff back, do not know what to say, can only dry said: "then why do you hit?"

"I can't stand that Captain Zhang. What the hell! I don't remember to turn off the radar every time. Isn't our locomotive's life?! Who can stand the radiation?! I can't afford to buy a house. I want to live a few more years. I told him several times that he would forget. I really don't regard our maintenance as a person, do I? "

"Er..."

Every time Ruan Sixian gets on the plane, some captains will remind her to turn off the radar when she lands. This will do great harm to the maintenance of guiding the plane to stop steadily, but some captains will not remind her, and even the captains themselves will forget it.

Ruan Sixian's clothes were grasped by him, and he could feel the wet on her shoulders.

"It's so boring. What's the point of this work!" At the beginning, he just choked, but now he is completely venting, "not to mention the radiation, but to carry the pot every day. Damn it, the media all reported that the incident of Sichuan Airlines was caused by careless maintenance of the aircraft, which led to the rupture of the windshield. Damn it, it's none of the aircraft's business! That's the original aircraft, and the maintenance hasn't even moved! "

When his collapse became more and more unstoppable, she didn't know what to do.

They are heterosexual, the key here is her boyfriend's company, this is not very good!

"That..." Ruan Sixian pushed him away slowly, "let's talk about something slowly..."Pushed by her, Tan Shan squatted on the ground, holding his head, immersed in his sadness.

"You still can't lose your job I can't do anything else... "

Ruan Sixian was afraid that Tan Shan would sit up on her shoulder for a while, so she stepped back and said, "I'll do it first."

the mobile phone suddenly rang, which made Ruan Sixian's heart jump.

She took it out and found that it was Fu Mingyu's news.

Fu Mingyu: look up.

These two words were like machine instructions, and she immediately raised her head.

Through the glass corridor, she saw a man standing in front of the French window of the director's office opposite.

“……”

She sighed and put away her cell phone.

Tan Shan covered his face, "I'm sorry I said too much I'm sorry to have you here to listen to my complaints. "

"I have something else to do. I'll go first."

Coax my boyfriend to go.

Before entering Fu Mingyu's office, Ruan Sixian pauses, turns around to a female assistant, squats down to open the flight box and takes out the box with the tie.

After the flight box was entrusted to the female assistant, she hid the box on her back and went in quietly.

Fu Mingyu stood at the window and called.

Seeing that Ruan Sixian came in, he turned his head, raised his hand and motioned Ruan Sixian to wait.

She sat down on the sofa and hid the box behind her.

When Fu Mingyu called for a few minutes, she sat very upright, like a primary school student.

After the call, Fu Mingyu turned and walked towards her.

He sat next to her, stretched his legs, relaxed, but didn't speak, flipped his cell phone and didn't know what he was looking at.

It looks so cold.

Ruan Sixian came closer.

"Mr. Fu?"

He didn't speak, but still turned his cell phone.

She tugged at his sleeve.

"Boyfriends?"

He still didn't speak. He didn't even raise his eyes.

Ruan Si Xian licked the corner of her lip and came closer.

"Brother?"

A sudden movement of the fingertips.

Fu Mingyu side head, looking at Ruan Sixian, eyes rippling with light, slightly invisible to pick eyebrows.

But he still didn't speak. He just straightened up and reached for the table.

Ruan Si Xian held him by the corner of his coat.

"Just now I met my high school alumni, he was a little emotional breakdown, and then -"

suddenly, a royal blue velvet box appeared in front of her.

When the cover is opened, a necklace is shining. The pendant is not big, and it is a delicate hexagon.

"New Year's gift."

Ruan Sixian opened her mouth.

It's just a new year's gift, but it's hit by a delicate sense of happiness, spreading slowly and unconsciously.

"I..." She was a little at a loss, "I don't lack either..."

"Do you call a gift what you need?" Fu Mingyu took off the necklace, reached around her neck and put it on.

Ruan Sixian looked at Fu Mingyu without blinking. She forgot to look at her new year present.

Fu Mingyu slid his fingers along the chain to the pendant and gently poked it.

"Although I heard you say you don't like these -"

"I do."

Ruan Sixian blurted out.

I like it because it's from you.