Ye Fei set foot on the plane to Northwest the next morning, the peak travel season for the summer vacation has passed, so even if she bought a ticket temporarily, she was lucky enough to get a first-class cabin.
He didn't bring much. After putting away his carry-on luggage, he was about to sit down when he inadvertently lowered his eyes and was stunned.
He saw a familiar computer bag.
The dark blue leather fabric and the silver-plated buckle are exactly the same as what Yan Xiao usually holds in his hand.
Ye Fei's heart was pounding, he slowly raised his head, and a handsome but unfamiliar face came into view.
"Passenger, passenger?" The sweet-looking stewardess walked up to him and reminded, "Would you please go to your seat first?"
Ye Fei came back to her senses suddenly, and smiled at the stewardess, "I'm sorry."
He is good looking, and his smile is even more attractive. The flight attendant's cheeks were a little red, and after returning a smile, with good professionalism, she forcibly resisted the urge to stay a little longer and went to the boarding gate to wait for others to board the plane.
Ye Fei put on her seat belt, thought for a while, took out her phone and clicked on Yan Xiao's WeChat.
Yan Xiao's profile picture is his own photo. Dressed in a meticulous black suit, with neatly combed hair, he looks as serious as a passport photo.
Ye Fei smiled unconsciously, but the smile was fleeting and soon disappeared. He moved his fingertips and long-pressed the profile picture to save it.
There was a rustling sound coming from the side. It should be the passenger sitting next to him. Ye Fei looked at the chat records with Yan Xiao, but didn't look up.
"Hello." A male voice rang in my ear.
It took a few seconds for Ye Fei to realize that she was talking to herself. He turned his head and was taken aback for a moment. The next seat happened to be the man who used the same computer bag as Yan Xiao.
"Are you going to the Northwest as well?" The man, dressed in a well-fitting white shirt, introduced himself to Ye Fei, "My name is Feng Gaoyi."
Ye Fei said "yes" and nodded politely at him, but did not intend to exchange names.
Feng Gaoyi didn't care, he sat with his legs wide open, his eyes lingering on Ye Fei's face, looking for a topic: "Domestic flights are just not allowed, unlike international flights, the distance between the seats is very large. It’s comfortable, so I always only buy first class when I travel.”
He paused for a moment and asked again, "Are you on a business trip or a tourist?"
Ye Fei felt irritable when he saw him, and said perfunctorily, "Business trip."
Feng Gaoyi didn't seem to notice his indifference, he smiled and continued: "Coincidentally, I'm also on a business trip. The Northwest Hospital invited me to attend the consultation and give lectures to their doctors by the way."
While speaking, he raised his hand and moved the Hermes computer bag towards Ye Fei: "No, I even brought the computer with me."
Ye Fei mocked and looked away.
Yan Xiao's sitting posture has always been upright, and he will not show off with luxury items. Ye Fei is sure that he doesn't even recognize the brand of his own computer bag, but the assistant buys it and uses it.
The whole person is down-to-earth and real, and Ye Fei doesn't need to wear any filters to see it, it's already too good to be picky.
Ye Fei couldn't help but click on the photo again, staring at it for a while, the expression on his face softened a lot.
Feng Gaoyi mistakenly thought that his own financial resources moved Ye Fei, and continued: "You know, we are very busy as doctors, and we have been busy with our careers these years, which has delayed our personal problems. Now I hope to find someone to stabilize. "
He paused, staring at Ye Fei with scorching eyes, implying something: "When you go out, sit side by side with your boyfriend, chatting or something, how nice it is."
Ye Fei didn't pay much attention to him all the time, she wanted to let him retreat in spite of the difficulties, but she didn't expect this person to push his nose and face and tease him.
Ye Fei raised her head, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Really?" Then asked him, "Which hospital are you from?"
Feng Gaoyi's soul was almost lost by his laughter, and it took a while before he reported the name of a third-class hospital.
Ye Fei narrowed her eyes lazily: "I'm familiar with this hospital—"
Feng Gaoyi's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to say something, he heard Ye Fei say: "My father and my younger brother were put to death in your hospital."
There was an awkward silence.
For more than three hours during the flight, Feng Gaoyi was as quiet as a chicken and never spoke again.
The filming location of "Overtime Rescue" was very remote. After Ye Fei got off the plane, she chartered a car for nearly five hours. I spent a lot of money to order a lot of food in the only nearby county, and finally arrived at the destination until the evening.
The actors showed a great welcome to his arrival, because of the proximity to the desert, they were afraid of problems. The crew has been closed for shooting, and they are not allowed to go out easily.
No matter how delicious the boxed lunches of the film crew were, they were tired of eating them back and forth, and what Ye Fei brought just satisfied their cravings.
Song Wen didn't grab food with these people, but pulled Ye Fei to report to him about the over-budget situation.
He has a serious personality, and Ye Fei helped him when he was at a low point, so Song Wen has been tense all the time, for fear of betraying Ye Fei's trust, he must do his best in everything.
The two of them talked late at night, until the assistant director came over and gently reminded Ye Fei that he might be tired from running around all day, Song Wen suddenly came to his senses and let him go back to rest.
Ye Fei didn't feel well when he woke up the next day. He came from a humid place and couldn't adapt to the northwest climate for a while. Not to mention dry and peeling skin, and some coughing.
"It's all like this, the water and the soil are not acclimatized." Song Wen is particularly experienced in this, and brought a pack of Pang Dahai over, frantically soaking it for Ye Fei to drink, "When I first came here, I drank it for half a month before it got better."
Ye Fei thanked Song Wen, poked the packaging bag with her hand, and said with a smile, "It's the first time I drink this stuff."
He picked up the cup and tasted it, the taste was not bitter, but a bit astringent: "You have worked hard."
"It should." Song Wen waved his hand, talked to Ye Fei for a while, and then ran to the monitor, ready to start the first shooting of the day.
Ye Fei rejected the assistant Song Wen arranged for him, and sat alone on the sidelines, as if he was seriously watching the actors filming, but in fact all he was thinking about was Yan Xiao.
He miscalculated, the distance did not block this uncontrolled emotion, on the contrary, he missed it even more because of the distance.
Ye Fei's heart was empty, and she urgently needed to do something to keep herself busy so that she could forget about Yan Xiao.
He thought for a while, raised his mobile phone, took a picture of the cup of fat sea and sent it to Moments, and sent a status——
[Your brother Fei: I live by this [picture]]
Then I sent the picture to the group with Gu Ruijia and the others.
This group was created by Gu Ruijia, without Yan Xiao. Because the topics they usually talk about are too insignificant, Yan Xiao always feels uncomfortable.
[Your brother Fei: The water and soil are not acclimatizing, Song Wen soaked me in a fat sea.]
[Gu Ruijia 180 minutes: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha happy to hear and see and you must go and you deserve it.]
[Sun Qiong is very rich: The busy Ye Fei drinks fat sea in the northwest, but I can only drink red wine in the air-conditioned room, hey, this is the gap.]
[Zhou Family Tuan Chong: Are you still individuals? Ye Fei is so miserable... I'm sorry, I can't make it up anymore, hahahaha, you can also add some goji berries.]
Ye Fei smiled, and wanted to fight with them as usual, but found that she couldn't even arouse the desire to type, as if she lost all her energy and strength overnight.
He froze for a while, turned off his phone, and was about to go back to the house and lie down. The screen suddenly lit up, and a WeChat message popped up—
[Yan Xiao: Ye Fei, what's wrong with you?]
Ye Fei stood up in a big reaction, staring at the screen without blinking. After a long while, the violent heartbeat slowly calmed down. Before he could decide whether to reply, Yan Xiao called in.
Ye Fei took a deep breath, pressed the answer button, and tried to put on a casual attitude: "Mr. Yan?"
Yan Xiao gave a "hmm" and asked him, "What's wrong with you?"
Ye Fei's mind was not working right now, and it took a few seconds to understand what Yan Xiao meant. He smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just a little uncomfortable."
"Unacceptable?" Yan Xiao repeated.
Ye Fei explained to him: "I went to the northwest for business."
"So," Yan Xiao paused, and after a while, he said slowly, "I don't know."
Ye Fei was silent, he didn't know how to answer. Fortunately, Yan Xiao didn't continue this topic, and only asked him: "What symptoms?"
Ye Fei said: "It's just a little cough, it's okay, it's a normal phenomenon."
Yan Xiao said, "Okay."
Ye Fei faintly heard the slight sound of flipping books on the phone, but she didn't ask.
The two of them were speechless for a while, and the atmosphere instantly fell silent.
Ye Fei felt a tightness in her chest, without warning or reason. He closed his eyes and wanted to say goodbye to Yan Xiao when his throat suddenly tickled and he coughed uncontrollably.
It's okay not to cough, but this cough can't stop. Ye Fei swallowed hard twice, finally got a moment of breath, squeezed out the word "hang up", and cut off the phone.
Song Wen happened to come to look for him, and when he saw this, he patted him on the back and said, "Hurry up and go to the leeward place."
When Ye Fei came over slowly, she finally revealed the purpose: "Mr. Ye, you see that you finally came here once, let's have a dinner together tonight?"
"No need," Ye Fei took a sip of Pang Dahai to moisten his throat, and refused, "You guys are filming normally, and you will get together after the filming is over."
Song Wen thought for a while, and agreed: "Okay."
"Extra Dimensional Rescue" will be released in the Spring Festival. Due to the weather, it has been delayed a lot. I have been rushing to make progress in the past few days, so it is really not worthwhile to spare one night.
It's just that although the meal is not together, it is still necessary. On this day, the crew had a lot more dishes. The actors who ate looked satisfied, wishing that Ye Fei could be a permanent member of the crew.
At night, Ye Fei didn't want to be left alone thinking wildly, so she ran to the set. The Gobi has a large temperature difference between day and night, and day and night are like two seasons. Ye Fei was wrapped in a large coat and sat on a chair to watch the actors filming.
Perhaps because of Ye Fei's presence, the male number three, who was considered a rookie, was nervous and always NG. At first, Song Wen narrated the play to him in a good voice, but later, seeing that he was getting more and more out of shape, he was so angry that he started yelling.
Seeing the male number three shrugging his shoulders, he was about to be scolded to be autistic. Ye Fei stood up, and was about to persuade him, when the field manager suddenly called him from behind: "Mr. Ye! Mr. Ye!"
Ye Fei turned around: "What—"
Ye Fei's voice stopped abruptly, and he stared blankly ahead, almost thinking that he was hallucinating.
Yan Xiao's suit was slightly wrinkled, and his hair was a little messy, as if he had traveled for a long time. With a bag in his hand, he was walking towards him step by step.
"Boss Yan is here to look for you, hahaha." The field manager said with a smile, and exited the stage tactfully, leaving room for the two of them.
Ye Fei's breathing stopped, he opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word. It wasn't until Yan Xiao stopped in front of him that he managed to find his own voice.
"How did you come?"
Yan Xiao said calmly: "On a business trip, I brought you medicine by the way."
He opened the bag, took out the medicines inside, and introduced them to Ye Fei one by one. At the end, he said: "I have asked the doctor, it can be used."
More than 2,800 kilometers, from southeast to northwest, a bag of medicine.
Probably because it was too cold, Ye Fei's voice trembled violently: "Tell the truth."
At night in the Gobi, the wind was cooler, and the sky was full of stars shining down from the top of his head, falling on Yan Xiao's body.
He was silent for a long time, and said: "If I don't see you with my own eyes, I won't feel at ease."