"What's the meaning?"
"I can't continue to fly this route. The company is making adjustments to routes and personnel in Asia, and the salary structure of the entire company has changed. Basically, all crew members flying to Asia have changed routes. I was notified when I was called to a meeting just now."
Lang Feng had just come out of the conference room. In an hour, he would sign in for his next flight, which would go from Charles de Gaulle Airport to Beijing. However, this would be his last flight on this route in a short period of time. Under the new regulations, no crew could fly the same route for more than six months. This regulation only changed the route, not the airport where the pilots were stationed. For most people, this did not involve any changes in their lives. Lang Feng was one of the few who was affected because he had been flying to Beijing for so long and had made friends here.
"… It's so sudden," his Adam's apple rolled, "Is it possible to adjust it again?"
"If there are family reasons, then it's OK. If there are spouses... it's probably OK too. In our situation, it should be quite difficult."
"Where are you flying to? Are you flying domestically?" Zhou Qichen was not asking these questions in his head, but in his mouth. He was just asking them out of inertia. He couldn't ask the questions he really wanted to ask.
"I can't say for sure. I'm waiting for notification in the next two days." Lang Feng answered briefly and seemed restrained.
Zhou Qichen didn't say anything for a long time. Lang Feng was unsure of his silence and said, "I'm sorry. I know this situation is not ideal, but it is not without a solution... Let's talk about the details when we meet." His tone was sincere, but also sounded calm.
Zhou Qichen held it in for about three minutes, but he couldn't hold it in any longer. He raised his hand and hung up the phone. If he continued to call, he was afraid that he would blurt out everything, which would be too embarrassing.
After hanging up the phone, he hurriedly put on a coat and went to the garden of the community to smoke. The spring night breeze was chilly, as if to push him back down from the clouds to the ground. He originally went out to calm down, but found that he couldn't calm down at all. Even the cigarette choked him. He took a deep puff and almost coughed out tears.
Zhou Qichen laughed as he thought about it. The confirmation slip for the flight he bought earlier was just printed out and was still in his hand. Every word on the paper seemed to be mocking his naivety. His mind was completely out of control, and he thought about the trivial things in Shenzhen and Yu Xiaoyuan again. He also received a call as if he was being judged. It was more than ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun was shining brightly. Yu Xiaoyuan told him calmly on the phone that they were breaking up. At that time, he didn't even feel regretful. The first thought that hit him was that he was really a fucking idiot and self-righteous.
On the day they called to break up, Zhou Qichen said he would go to his house to get his things back. They didn't live together, but they had been together for more than half a year, and most of the time he went to Yu Xiaoyuan's house, so some of his things were still there. Things that made him uncomfortable were better to be done sooner and better to be over. He remembered that Yu Xiaoyuan hesitated on the other end of the phone: "My last show today was at around 4 o'clock..."
Zhou Qichen just said that he had the key, and put the key under the door mat after moving things in the afternoon, and the other party agreed.