The Midnight Owl

Chapter 17: First class

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First class.

This is the most peaceful place in the whole aircraft, the space is comfortable and spacious, the air is smooth and clear, the seats can be folded 180°, and the seats will never disturb each other.

When Qian Ai walked in, two of the four passengers were asleep on their flat seats. The visors that were all put down cast a layer of silence here. The previous broadcast eliminated their last worry, and they were dreaming sweetly at the moment.

There should be people in the third and sixth seats, but they are empty now - the former is Wu Sheng's seat, and the latter is unknown.

The first and second seats were the only two girls who didn't sleep. One with short over-eared hair, a ghost and a ghost, was fiddling with the empty water glass in a bored way. In fact, he was half asleep, but he didn't put down the back of the chair, and still sat there, nodding his head from time to time, and yawning repeatedly; the other with long hair reaching to his shoulders, Wearing glasses, with a quiet and delicate profile, he is looking down at the e-book quietly.

Time is limited, and Qian Ai doesn't care about any opening remarks, so he leans over to the short-haired girl and tries to pull out a pollution-free smile: "Hello, do you know the code of the bomb?"

The girl was startled, she raised her head suddenly, she was completely refreshed, and her whole body could not be shrunk into the seat back.

Seeing that his body was about to cover him, Qian Ai quickly stepped back a little to reduce the pressure: "Don't be afraid, girl, I'm not a bad person, I just want to ask if you know the code of the bomb?"

The short-haired girl was undecided, but she finally came back to her senses and asked suspiciously, "Isn't the bomb finished?"

The radio said that the perpetrator had been caught and the bomb was about to be defused, but now in the past 20 minutes, passengers who heard the radio naturally assumed that the bomb crisis had been lifted. There was nothing wrong with this logic.

Qian Ai couldn't answer, I can't say that it was a lie to you, maybe it was more extravagant, so I didn't care about being blunt or not, and directly changed the topic: "I'm kidding you, the bomb has been defused, hehe, hehe, What's your name?"

In the normal world, a girl would throw a purse over and scolded, "Are you sick?" But here is "Owl". As Qian Ai changed the question, the girl also switched seamlessly, instantly turning panic into a bright smile: "Zhao Yi."

It's a memorable name.

"Are you traveling by plane, going to school, visiting relatives, or going home?" Thinking anxiously about the time, the chat could only be done step by step. Qian Ai was in a panic.

Unexpectedly, the other party smiled lively and showed his teeth: "Work."

Qian Ai was unprepared for this answer and blurted out: "I thought you were a student..."

It's not that he has bad eyesight, it's really that this girl looks young, at most seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Shh," the girl suddenly looked around, her big eyes moved nimbly, and after confirming that no one was paying attention, she approached Qian Ai mysteriously and whispered, "Tell you a secret, I'm actually a magician."

Qian Ai couldn't believe it, but she could only follow the words and chat awkwardly: "Then can you figure out the bomb code?"

"This is really not good." Zhao Yi shook his head happily, with a lively smile on his face, clearly still joking as Qian Ai, "But I can conjure this up," she said, flipping the cup in her hand for some reason. , turned out to be a cupcake!

The golden-yellow cake, topped with a little pure white cream, is hot and sweet just out of the oven.

"Send you." Zhao Yi handed the small cake to Qian Ai with a smile.

Qian Ai kept reminding himself that "you can't just eat the food given by strangers", but her hands and mouths rose up - take it, put it in, chew it, swallow it, and do it in one go.

In the mind and body, Qian Ai believed that she was a magician.

The short-haired girl seemed to find satisfaction in Qian Ai's satisfaction. She sighed leisurely, opened the visor, and held her chin to admire the white clouds outside the window.

The password has nothing to do with this girl Zhao Yi - Qian Ai made a firm judgment in the sweet aftertaste of the cake.

This time, with experience, he stood beside his seat, bowed slightly, like a flight attendant, and said politely, "I'm sorry, I interrupted your reading, my name is Qian Ai, what's your name?"

The spectacled girl turned her head slightly, without being defensive, and answered politely, "Qian Er."

Yes, it's still home.

"Aren't you also going to work on this flight?"

I didn't want to make jokes casually, so the girl lowered her eyes and said, "Travel."

Her sigh was light, but sad.

Qian Ai was stunned, she didn't have to think about it, she naturally asked the question: "Traveling, shouldn't you be happy?"

The girl smiled, but the corners of her mouth were bitter.

"Break up travel."

Qian Ai has heard about travel after breakup, but is this "breakup travel" a new concept...

"Own?"

"No, it's all said to break up and travel, of course with a boyfriend."

He knew it was a new concept! ! !

"That's him," the girl pointed to the side, the fourth position in the sequence, and smiled gently, "We've agreed, we'll break up after the trip."

Qian Ai originally muttered that Wu Sheng's seat was not good. He was separated by a couple of couples, so wouldn't that be the Milky Way? But he looked in the direction the girl pointed, and the heartless young man was snoring loudly. Yang Bacha, even if you build a bridge of magpies for him, you may not be able to get up and walk two steps.

Qian Ai is old and can't understand why they have to go on a trip after breaking up. Is it bad to fight fast? For example, meeting to talk about the last cup of coffee or turning around in the rain and getting on the bus one by one to chase after the bus, it is also quite a sense of ceremony.

But these are not the point.

"Girl, keep reading, I'll chat with your boyfriend."

Intuitively, the bomb had nothing to do with this sad travel girl, Qian Ai decided to move her position immediately.

"Hey, wake up," Qian Ai ruthlessly pushed the young man who left his girlfriend alone and met Duke Zhou by himself, "Don't sleep, get up and chat!"

I don't know if he didn't control his strength, or if the young man was really thin, and finally slammed the opponent directly to the ground.

bang.

The young man sat on the ground sleepily, with the chair still on his arm, and he couldn't tell what day it was today.

Qian Ai was not so gentle and patient with him, and directly stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him: "Hey, look here, are you traveling?"

The young man finally returned his primordial spirit, stood up in twos and threes, and stared at Qian Ai inexplicably: "Who are you?"

He wouldn't be chased to reality by this guy, so he wasn't afraid to report to his family: "Qian Ai."

When the young man heard the name, he immediately turned black and shouted at Qian Er in a bad tone: "It's useless for you to find family members, we are not married, and dating is not protected by law, I have already said my I don't love you anymore, when will you recognize the reality!"

Qian Ai was speechless, this surname bumped into each other, it was really hard to argue.

When you are in love, every word is like honey, and when you are not in love, every word is like a knife. Miss Qian lowered her head and said nothing, her shoulders trembled slightly, listening carefully to the very small sobbing.

Qian Ai's mother and child have been single for 29 years, and she dreams of finding a soft girl to hold her hands in her heart, but she can't bear it, and she forgot for a while that this is not reality, and slapped the young man on the head with great sincerity: "Fuck you. Will you talk nicely! Also, if you break up, you will break up, you are a shit, you will be full!"

The young man quickly measured the difference in physique between himself and Qian Ai, and finally held back the impulse to fight back with hatred, and only covered his head and shouted: "She is going to travel! Do you think I am happy?"

Qian Ai was caught off guard and looked at Miss Qian subconsciously.

The latter finally raised her head, with tears on her face, her voice was hoarse: "Yes, I'm here to break up and travel, but I didn't let you take your new love." At the end, her voice became more and more soft, but in A trace of hatred floated out of it.

Qian Ai's eyes widened, isn't this fucking scumbag!

The young man was also stunned, obviously not expecting his girlfriend to have such insight. But soon, he calmed down again, it was already revealed anyway, and he simply explained in one breath: "I told you before that it's my fault to change my mind, but I can't control my feelings, I just fell in love with her, I never I've never loved someone like this, enough to give my life for her, you know? I can't travel with you behind her back, that's a betrayal of her!"

Qian Ai looked at the young man with righteous words on his face, and felt that his worldview was shaking—what the hell is this heresy? !

Miss Qian suddenly stood up, with tears in her eyes, but walked steadily towards the young man.

The young man's previous arrogance was instantly annihilated for most of the time, and he seemed to know that he was wrong, and unconsciously took a half step back.

However, Miss Qian stopped in the aisle between the two seats, looking at the young man with a short distance, and asked, "Do you really love her that much?"

The young man nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

He answered too firmly and earnestly, his eyes were bright, and even if he disliked Qian Ai, he had to say a word from the guest official, to that "third party", this guy may indeed be true love.

In theory, this answer should cause secondary harm to Miss Qian, but unexpectedly, she smiled, lightly, even slightly sweet.

"Do you think she loves you?" she asked again.

"Of course." The same answer, the same certainty.

Miss Qian tilted her head and blinked innocently: "Then why does she pretend she can't sleep after we quarreled for so long?"

The young man was stopped by the question, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the seat diagonally behind.

Qian Ai also followed him in a daze to the fifth seat, which was covered with a blanket and couldn't see the person below... What's the situation? Breaking up on a trip, the current, junior, and scumbags buy consecutive seat tickets? !

"Maybe, maybe she doesn't want to embarrass you." The scumbag finally found an excuse for "true love".

Qian Ai rolled his eyes without hesitation, even he who had never been in a relationship knew that the "San'er" pretended to be shy at this time because he was afraid of trouble! You can sacrifice your life for her, and people may only use you as a pastime or even a spare tire!

"Heh, you think of her so tenderly," Miss Qian started walking again, but instead of walking towards the scumbag, she walked to the fourth seat and gently squeezed the corner of the blanket, "She was afraid of embarrassing you. "

Following this soft whisper, Miss Qian lifted the blanket up!

In the spacious seat under the blanket, women are on top of men, and their clothes are disheveled and ecstasy.

Qian Ai was tall and big, so he didn't have to walk over, just lowered his head and swept his eyes. The girl has slightly curly waves, bee waist and red lips, and the man is handsome and strong with well-developed chest muscles.

The two did not act rashly, but maintained an "intimate posture" calmly. They glanced at Qian Er who lifted the blanket, Qian Ai was stunned, and finally landed on the young man whose face was trembling. He smiled awkwardly: "Hi."

The face slap came too suddenly, with Cupid's heartbroken sword in between, the young man's legs went soft and he sat back on the chair, every cell in his body was rejecting such a twist.

Qian Ai also softened her legs and sat down on Wu Sheng's chair. He now knew why seat six was empty. But—what entertainment and what spare tire he just talked about casually, the plot doesn't need to be so exciting! And how did they make no sound at all? Is that covered with a soundproof blanket? ! !

"You really do." Zhao Yi, who had been looking out the window, stood up slowly, turned around, didn't leave his seat, just stood there, quietly looking at the men and women in the back, his delicate facial features no longer had a lively smile, only There was a trace of ridicule, "I really thought you came to work with me."

The strong man couldn't be calmer this time, he hurriedly pushed the woman away, and hurriedly tidied up his clothes: "No, listen to me, she and I are just acting on a whim..."

Qian Ai's brain hurts, and he has never seen such a brain-burning relationship in his life. The short-haired Zhao Yi and the strong man are a pair, the glasses Qian Er and the young youth are a pair, the wavy beauty has three Qian Er, got the true love of the young man who has changed his mind, and then had a "fun relationship" with Zhao Yi's man

Isn't it easy to live a simple life? ! !

"Wait, Zhao Yi, don't!" The sturdy man suddenly shouted in panic.

Qian Ai's body was shocked, and he intuitioned that the girl was going to do something stupid and was about to pounce on it - no matter what self-mutilation weapon she took out, he was confident to take it - but found that the girl still had the empty cup in her hand.

Qian Ai braked in time and didn't act recklessly. After all, fiddling with an empty cup is not a big deal... Uh, wait a minute, what is her profession

In a flash, the empty cup in Zhao Yi's hand has been magically flipped again and disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, the roar of the king of beasts roared from the sixth seat.

The roar was so powerful that a gust of wind blew up in the first-class cabin!

Everyone was frightened and dumbfounded, their bodies were stiff, and they dared not move.

Qian Ai was daring, but he took a deep breath, his back pressed against the seat unconsciously, and tried not to look at the lion who was entrenched in the sixth seat. Whoever plays dead has a higher chance of being rescued.

However, the conclusions are pessimistic.

Because this lion, who slept peacefully in the warehouse like a kitten, has completely woken up, and his anger is full of anger, his eyes are sharp and fierce, just like the golden-haired lion king.

He remembered that Miss Zhao Yi was a magician.

But shouldn't you say more, you're a circus magician! ! !