At eight o'clock in the morning, the hotel waiter brought the dining car into the room. Lina made coffee for everyone and sent it to the study.
Old Joseph just woke up, leaned on the sofa and yawned listlessly. Su Fei was not so lucky, Zhuo Huan assigned him a task right after he woke up. The punk boy stayed up for five full nights, with his messy hair like a bird's nest and two dark circles under his eyes. He closed his eyelids and contacted Professor Zinna on the other side of the world.
Half an hour later, he finally received the latest experimental data from Zinnai Diyi.
Su Fei's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked up: "RIP, I've sent you the data!"
Zhuo Huan let out a hmm sound from his nasal cavity, his face was full of irritability, and his whole body was filled with terrifying low air pressure. However, looking at the latest experimental data, his complexion gradually improved. Finally, among the countless annoying and boring news, there is a good thing. As if breaking through the dark clouds and shining golden light, Zhuo Huan clicked his tongue softly: "The maximum lift coefficient of the wing profile and the angle of attack where the lift curve deviates from linear variation... Cool, from a certain point of view, Tor Reina is also a genius. "
After working for so long, the result finally came to fruition. Old Joseph felt relieved and at the same time offered his opinion very sincerely: "Mr. Renner has always been a genius, Reid, this is a fact."
Zhuo Huan didn't bother to answer him.
Su Fei looked at the messages sent by Emperor Jinnai. He read them for a long time, and said to himself, "I suddenly felt that designing airplanes seems quite interesting."
Lina looked at her companion. Although she couldn't give professional advice, she could do other things well.
Lina: "There is news from Mai Fei that the new landing gear has been installed on the plane. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the official test flight. Everyone should go. Have breakfast, and the car will pick you up in two hours. We're here." After she finished speaking, she looked around again, and said, "By the way, I haven't seen him this morning."
Su Fei rolled up the pasta with a fork, and said voraciously: "Brother Fu, go to bed, he needs to replenish his energy, and he will have a test flight in the afternoon."
Lina frowned: "But I didn't see him in the next bedroom. Reid, do you know where he went?"
Zhuo Huan looked at the computer screen without looking up.
Lina: "Reid?"
Uncle Zhuo looked up at her lazily: "How do I know, go back to your room and sleep."
Lina asked strangely: "Go back to your own room? You have three bedrooms here, does he need to go back to sleep on purpose?"
Zhuo Huan withdrew his gaze, and stared quietly at a certain data in the email paper. After a few seconds, he said lightly, "He likes it."
Lina froze slightly.
If you want to say that the most reliable person in UAAG, everyone will vote for Lina without any objection. After that, the second most reliable person, after a few seconds of struggle and hesitation, everyone would still vote for Fucheng.
At ten o'clock, when everyone went downstairs, without accident, they saw Fucheng in the lobby on the first floor.
Wearing a white T-shirt, Fu Cheng stood by the window at the entrance, looking up at a delicate metal decoration sculpture illuminated by lights in the window. The young man was wearing a pair of sunglasses. When he looked up, his neck fell gracefully into his neckline. He was tall and had extremely long legs. When he got out of the elevator, everyone saw him at first sight.
Lina walked over and asked, "Why did you remember to wear sunglasses today, V?"
Fu Cheng took off his sunglasses and said with a smile, "I've stayed up late these days and haven't had a good rest."
The eyes under the sunglasses were full of red blood, and the eye sockets were also a little red.
Lina glanced at him and asked, "Will it affect the test flight? Do I need to contact Mai Fei to postpone the test flight, or change the test pilot?"
Fu Cheng: "Don't worry, it won't affect the flight test. I got enough sleep last night, but I have dark circles under my eyes after staying up late for the past few days."
Su Fei poked Fu Cheng's arm: "Brother Fu, when did you become so concerned about appearance. Look at us, which one doesn't have dark circles."
While talking, everyone walked towards the hotel gate.
Fu Cheng was the third one to bend down to get into the car, and he walked to Su Fei and sat down. Zhuo Huan came in behind him, he glanced at the vacant seat beside Fucheng, his eyes stayed on his face for a second. Then he stepped up to Lina's side and sat down.
In the carriage, there were the voices of Fu Cheng and Su Fei chatting. Not long after, everyone was too tired, and they stopped chatting and closed their eyes to rest. Fu Cheng put back his sunglasses, pursing his dry lips slightly. Under the sunglasses, he did not close his eyes, but looked up at the starry roof of the Rolls-Royce.
In the quiet carriage, what resounded was his own heartbeat.
***
After arriving at Maifei Airport, it took three hours to do the final inspection before the test flight.
Fucheng changed into a pilot uniform, he did not rejoin his companions, but directly entered the plane through the boarding ramp. Before entering the cabin, he stood at the top of the gangway, turned around and waved in the direction of the tower, smiling.
Although Su Fei and others knew that he couldn't see, they still waved their hands excitedly.
Zhuohuan stood aside with his hands in his pockets, looking at the young man standing beside the plane with an uncertain expression. For a long time, he sneered and didn't speak.
Half an hour later, Maifei's staff gave an order to let Fucheng taxi to the runway, ready to take off.
Ten minutes later, Fu Chengcheng's calm and calm voice came from the stereo: "Test plane F475neo, ready to take off."
Zhuo Huan pressed the call button: "Allowed to take off."
After a few seconds, Fucheng's steady voice came from the speaker: "Got it."
The silver-white plane started to accelerate on the runway. Its speed became faster and faster, faster and faster, like a silver lightning, leaped to the end of the runway, then pulled the nose up sharply, and flew into the blue sky.
Zhuo Huan raised his head and watched the plane disappear into the white clouds.
This test flight is the final experiment. There is no need to do any specific actions, only a simulated landing.
Thirty minutes later, the aircraft experienced acceleration, deceleration, climb, and approach. The silver-white plane came back to everyone's view from the distant sky again.
In the air tower, McFly's staff, Thor Reiner, Johnny Burbank...
Everyone in UAAG, Su Fei, Old Joseph, Lina...
All stared solemnly at the plane.
Zhuo Huan did the same, looking up at the plane that was getting closer and closer to the ground. He slowly withdrew his hand from his pocket and stared at it seriously. Watch as its height becomes 300, 200, 100...
Under the scorching sun, at the end of the long runway, there was a touching sound of touching the ground in everyone's heart.
hum.
There was no turbulence, no shaking, the plane landed on the ground smoothly, and then taxied forward.
After two seconds, cheers sounded from the tower.
McFly's designers hugged and cheered excitedly, and even Mr. Rainer's old-fashioned and serious face showed a smile. However, he immediately laughed. The solemn chief designer of Maifei snorted heavily, and told the designers beside him: "Wait, stop, go and recover the landing gear. What are you happy about, and you have to go back to the laboratory to confirm it again." !"
"Yes!"
While everyone was excited, no one noticed that the former chief designer of Mai Fei also breathed a sigh of relief.
On the runway, the plane taxied to the designated position. After Fucheng turned off all the switches of the plane, he confirmed the landing procedure, then opened the hatch and left the plane.
This time he didn't wave to his companion again.
All the people on the tower had already gone downstairs. The experimenters waited for the landing gear to be retracted before performing the experiment. As soon as Fucheng came out, they immediately surrounded him and asked him some basic inquiries and flight test confirmation.
Under the bright sun, Fucheng took off his hat, lowered his head slightly, and spoke softly to the experimenter. The golden color jumped on the tip of his hair. After he bowed his head and said a few words, he saw his companion out of the corner of his eye. He raised his head, showed them a smile, and then went on to talk to the Maifei staff.
Su Fei was stunned for a moment: "...By the way, why did Brother Fu retire? He is only twenty-seven years old. Isn't this age the golden age of pilots." He looked at Old Joseph.
Old Joseph raised his eyebrows and asked him back: "Didn't we ask this question before?"
Su Fei: "What?! Did you ask me? Why don't I have any memory at all?"
Old Joseph: "Yes, of course I asked. I remember that Fu's answer at the time was... His training is not doing well? Does something happen to happen at home?"
Hearing this, Lina was surprised and said, "You said he's not doing well in training?"
"right."
"How come, I remember that he is the best pilot in Huaguo." Lina turned to ask her friend, "Reid, do you know about this? You decided to invite Fu to join UAAG because he is Huaguo Best pilot ever."
"This..." Zhuo Huan looked at the young man under the sun, his tone was casual: "Oh, it seems so."
***
After the test flight is over, no matter whether Maifei will adjust the landing gear of F475neo again, their commission to UAAG is considered complete.
She didn't intend to stay longer in Los Angeles. This time, Lina directly booked a flight back to Shencheng for that night.
Los Angeles International Airport, VIP lounge.
Su Fei: "In such a rush, after so many days of exhaustion, I'm so sleepy."
Old Joseph: "Yeah, Lina, why are you leaving in such a hurry this time?"
Lina quietly glanced at her friend not far away, and said, "I think Reid doesn't want to stay here any longer."
Su Fei and Old Joseph: "?"
Have a melon
Lina smiled slightly, and didn't plan to say more: "Sleep on the plane, open your eyes, and you will go home. Then, you can have a week-long vacation." With her fingers on her lips, the blonde smiled: "Originally It's only been three days, but people have been working late lately, and this is a vacation I specifically asked Reid for."
Su Fei: "Long live Lina!"
Knowing that I will be on vacation for a week, all fatigue is gone now. Su Fei and old Joseph chatted excitedly about where to go, Lina smiled and listened to them. Fu Cheng sat beside them, looking down at the phone, not knowing who he was chatting with.
Not far away, Zhuo Huan was lying alone on the sofa in the corner, sleeping with a magazine covering his face.
Lina looked up and saw Johnny. She stood up and walked over with a smile: "Are you here to see me off, Johnny?"
Mai Fei's public relations director Johnny Burbank came over. He first glanced at Zhuo Huan who was lying down and sleeping, and then smiled at Lina: "Yes. Thank you for your help this time, Miss Comte, I have notified the financial Someone from the Ministry put money into UAAG's account."
Lina: "Thanks, I'll check."
Johnny hesitated for a moment: "I also want to say a few words to Mr. Patrick."
Lina turned sideways, looked back at Zhuo Huan, and said helplessly, "I think you saw it too, he is sleeping."
"this… "
"Do you have anything to say, maybe I can convey it for you."
Johnny thought for a moment: "Actually, Mr. Rainer asked me to come. He wanted me to tell Mr. Patrick... He gave Mr. Patrick another month to think it over."
Lina froze for a moment: "Okay, I will convey it to you."
Johnny had no choice but to turn away and walk away while looking at Zhuo Huan's direction, obviously not very determined.
There were still two hours before the plane took off, Lina, a guest like Johnny, could politely ask him to leave, but when she saw the man who appeared at the door of the VIP lounge, she stood up helplessly, smiled wryly and went with him A face-to-face gift.
"Uncle Patrick."
The person who came was Zhuo Huan's father.
Zhuo Jing smiled gently at Lina: "Dear Lina, it seems that you are going back to China."
Lina: "Yes, Uncle Patrick, as you can see. I don't know what you have to do at the airport today, are you leaving Los Angeles too?"
"Yes, I'm going to the Maldives for vacation."
"You alone?"
Mr. Zhuo raised his eyebrows lightly: "Do I look like I have a companion?"
Lina smiled.
Mr. Zhuo looked around and found his son. He smiled lowly and said, "Lina, I'm going to see Reid first. It's been a long time since we saw each other. We father and son have a lot to talk about."
Lina smiled and said nothing, stepped aside and returned to her original seat.
Su Fei leaned over: "RIP, the father and son have a lot to say?"
Old Joseph: "I don't really believe it."
Su Fei: "Brother Fu, do you believe it?"
Fu Cheng raised his head from the phone screen, thought for a while: "I don't know." Then he looked down at the phone again, without looking in Zhuo Huan's direction.
After all, it was his father. As soon as Mr. Zhuo walked over, he removed the magazine covering Zhuo Huan's face. He glanced at it with interest, and when he saw the above content, he lost interest immediately: "I thought you would read a fashion magazine."
On the cover of the magazine is not a beautiful model with a bulging back and a curvy figure, but an Earth-like planet that was just discovered by humans last week.
Zhuo Huan said angrily, "What's the matter?"
Mr. Zhuo smiled: "Can't you come to my dear son if you have nothing to do?"
Zhuo Huan sneered, and took the magazine back from his hand.
Mr. Zhuo spread his hands helplessly, and said, "My plane is an hour away."
"Oh."
"Hey Reid, I haven't seen Dad for so long, don't you have anything to say to Dad?"
"No."
Far away, Su Fei and others couldn't hear what the father and son were saying.
Su Fei: "What do you think they are talking about?"
Old Joseph: "How do I know."
Mr. Zhuo stood up suddenly, as if he was about to turn around and leave. However, within two steps, Zhuo Huan also stood up suddenly. As if he remembered something, he called out to his father. Mr. Zhuo turned to look at him in surprise, and the father and son said a few more words.
Five minutes later, Zhuo Jing walked back and said to Lina: "I'm ready to board the plane, dear Lina, I'm so glad to see you here again."
Lina smiled and said, "I'm also glad to see you here, Uncle Patrick."
Mr. Zhuo smiled and stretched out his arm. The next moment, a beautiful woman sitting on the sofa not far away came over and took his arm. Everyone was stunned. This beautiful woman in her early twenties is obviously not the one she saw in the hotel before, she leaned on Zhuo Jing's body and smiled sweetly at everyone.
Mr. Zhuo blinked: "I didn't say anything, I don't have a companion. It would be really pitiful to travel to the Maldives alone."
Everyone: "..."
Until boarding the plane, Su Fei was still sighing: "The winner in life, this is the winner in life! I also want to be like this in the future, never get married for the rest of my life, play around the world, and change lovers wherever I go!"
Everyone laughed.
After boarding, have dinner first.
Old Joseph was the first to finish his meal. He got up and planned to go to the bathroom to wash up and go straight to sleep. When he walked to Fucheng's seat, he stopped and asked in surprise, "Fu, why do you eat so little?"
On the dining table in Fucheng, only one corner of a whole piece of steak was cut, and most of the rest was left there waiting for the stewardess to take it away. Fu Cheng was stunned when he heard the words, he raised his head and said with a smile: "I ate too much appetizer just now. That French shortbread is delicious."
Su Fei happened to pass by, and he asked strangely, "Is it delicious, why do I feel sour."
Old Joseph smiled: "I think so too."
The stewardess removed all the plates in front of everyone, Fu Cheng propped his chin, looking out the window at the endless night. He watched quietly, and after an unknown period of time, only the humming noise of the engine was left in the first-class cabin of the plane. All fell asleep.
At seven o'clock the next night, the plane stopped at Shencheng International Airport.
Su Fei and the others have already made preparations to take a taxi home. But Lina smiled mysteriously, and she led everyone to the underground parking lot of the airport, where a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle had been waiting for a long time.
Lina: "Didn't I say when I came back from Dubai last time that I planned to buy a car?"
Su Fei: "I really want to marry Lina!"
Old Joseph couldn't help but said, "Lina, do you like men who are older than you, the ones who are much older?"
Lina was amused by them.
Four of the five UAAG members live in the same area. Lina sent the four people from Fucheng to their community first, and then went home by herself. She never asked Zhuo Huan when he moved to Fucheng's house, even though no one had ever told her about it, she just knew it.
Lina: "Good night, see you next week."
Everyone: "Good night."
The neighborhood where Fucheng and Zhuo Huan live is just across the road from the neighborhood where Su Fei and Old Joseph live. After the two parties said goodbye, Su Fei and old Joseph crossed the road together and walked into the community. There are high-end residential areas around here, very quiet, and it's night again, even if they entered the gate of the residential area, Su Fei's voice could be heard faintly through the evening wind.
They were excitedly discussing the upcoming week's activities.
However, one road away, after Fu Cheng said goodbye to them, he stopped smiling and looked at Zhuo Huan.
The man stood under the street lamp and looked up at the sky.
Fucheng: "Mr. Zhuo, will you move tomorrow?"
Zhuohuan put his hands in his pockets, heard this, and looked down at him. Their eyes met, and after a few seconds, Zhuo Huan said calmly, "I don't seem to have much."
Fu Cheng quietly replied to him: "Yes."
"Then tonight. Didn't you say you'd help me move?"
In Shencheng at the end of June, the night wind was warm and warm, blowing into Fucheng's cold and empty chest, which made him seem to be touched too, showing a gentle smile, and his voice also said with a smile: "Okay."
The two walked home together.
Enter the elevator and go upstairs.
No one spoke, and the atmosphere was silent and dead.
After returning home, Zhuo Huan started to pack his things, and Fu Cheng also helped him, putting things in his suitcase.
Clothes, essential daily necessities, computers...
Put them all in the suitcase.
In the quiet and spacious house, only the sound of two people packing their luggage was heard, and there was no other sound.
Almost everything was packed, and three boxes were closed and placed against the wall of the entrance. Fu Cheng went into the kitchen to pour water, he put down the glass, and when he turned around, he saw the man leaning against the door frame, watching him quietly.
His eyes were intertwined, and at that moment, he seemed to have a lot of words on his lips, but also seemed to have nothing to say.
Fu Cheng stepped forward and asked in a flat voice: "Have you packed it up, Mr. Zhuo?"
Zhuohuan called to stop him: "Fucheng."
Fu Cheng turned around: "Huh?"
The moonlight passed through the window and was reflected in the cold and ruthless eyes of the young man, which was clear and moving. He looked at Zhuo Huan indifferently, seemed to feel impatient, and asked coldly: "Is there anything else, Mr. Zhuo."
After a long silence, Zhuo Huan took out two unopened condoms from his pocket and looked at him with a half-smile: "Oh, I found two when I was packing up. You see, I bought too much last time. None of them are used up."
For a moment, the body froze. Fu Cheng raised his head, looked at the man's lightly looking eyes, and heard himself ask softly, "What do you mean?"
Zhuo Huan stepped forward, lifted his chin, and asked with a casual smile: "Don't waste it...what to do?" He leaned down, bit Fu Cheng's ear, and said softly to him in a hoarse voice: "It's grains. Type... You used this type before, you couldn't bear it the most, but you also like it."
The man's tongue bit his earlobe, licking, biting and caressing ambiguously.
Fucheng closed his eyes, and at that moment, a strong emotion came crashing down like a flood, which he couldn't bear. She was so sad that she was about to collapse. In the quiet room, the sound of a man kissing could be heard in a low voice. His hand reached into his clothes, humiliation, anger, helplessness, screaming despair, when this man unbuttoned himself for the first time, it turned into strength that surged out of nowhere.
Fu Cheng pushed him away.
Zhuo Huan took a step back unexpectedly and looked up at the young man in front of him.
Fucheng looked calm: "I think, Mr. Zhuo, you may have misunderstood. What I said in Los Angeles meant that after a few months, I felt that I seemed to like women... not men."
a long time.
Zhuohuan: "Oh."
Fu Cheng: "I don't want to have sex with men."
Zhuo Huan smiled slowly: "Yes, I see."
After packing up everything, the two took a taxi and went to Zhuo Huan's high-end apartment by the Huangpu River together.
Getting closer to that place, entering the community, Fu Cheng got out of the car and helped him take down the suitcase. He stood downstairs and didn't move for a long time.
Zhuo Huan looked back at him: "Come here."
"… Um."
Zhuo Huan took out his room card and swiped it.
Without being rejected, he swiped the elevator smoothly.
In the resplendent elevator, two figures are reflected on the mirrored elevator door. Fu Cheng looked down at the ground, the elevator was going up, but his heart sank a little bit.
Got to the top floor.
Nothing happened, Zhuo Huan swiped his card to open the door.
Fu Cheng looked up at the house.
The furniture inside has not changed at all, it is exactly the same as it was three months ago. There is no trace of being lived by others, nor does it look like it has been moved by others. Suddenly, Fucheng no longer had the courage to enter this door, and the strength that supported him to follow this man up with the suitcase all the way was coming to an end.
He put the suitcase at the door and didn't go in.
"Teacher Zhuo, I'll send it here."
"Um?"
"It's too late, you can clean up the rest yourself."
"Oh, that's fine."
While talking, Zhuo Huan took something out of his pocket and put it on the table next to the entrance.
The calm eyes accidentally saw that thing, and suddenly froze. Fucheng stared at the thing placed on the porch, after a while, as if aware of his gaze, Zhuo Huan glanced at the thing, and said: "Oh, don't waste it, I quite like the touch. After two God will find a chance to use it again."
Fu Cheng stared at the two condoms, he slowly laughed and nodded slightly: "Well, then I'll go first."
"goodbye."
"goodbye."
The door slammed shut before his eyes.
Fu Cheng turned around and walked into the elevator, went downstairs to take a taxi, and went home.
In the empty house, the lights were not turned on, and I was left alone. Fu Cheng walked into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. He was drinking water, holding his phone in one hand, swiping the screen. After drinking a glass of water, I poured another glass. Next, pour another glass.
The moment before the tears were about to hit the phone screen, the familiar nausea flowed upstream from the depths of his throat. The young man quickly ran to the trash can and squatted down. In the quiet kitchen, only the sound of horrible and piercing vomiting was heard.
I didn't eat much at first, and what I spit out was more stomach acid besides water.
However, as if he was going to vomit out all his organs, he vomited up all the food, so that he couldn't even vomit out the stomach acid, and he was still retching. He pressed his hands on the plastic bag on the edge of the trash can until his fingertips turned white. His face was even paler without a trace of blood.
No one knows how long it took, Fucheng stood up. He turned on the tap and washed his face.
The phone screen lit up, and I opened it.
[Fu Xiao: It's almost your birthday, do you have any birthday presents you want?]
Staring blankly at this line of writing for a long time, Fu Cheng held the phone in both hands and typed a line of writing.
"Sister, I'm not happy. 』
The cursor in the input box blinks, but it has not been sent out for a long time.
Three minutes later.
[Fucheng: No, I don't lack anything, you know.]
[Fu Xiao: I know you don't need anything, take care of yourself, don't stay up all night, go to bed early.]
[Fu Cheng: Well, I see.]
The cousin asked a few more words of concern, and then talked about her husband. She is a newlywed wife, and her sweet love is as dazzling as the rising sun, making Fucheng unable to open his eyes. He knew that he should bless and be happy for his cousin, but Fucheng really didn't have the strength. He said "I'm going to bed first".
Fu Xiao replied: [Okay, go to bed early, good night.]
[Good night^_^]
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