Landing On My Heart

Chapter Thirty Five

Ruan Sixian's raised hands were still frozen in the air, and there was a mess of emotions in his mind for a long while.

There was shock, horror, guilt, and a hint of... distressed.

That slap in the face said it was not too big, but it attracted the surrounding guests, turning their heads to look over.

Then one after another, almost all the guests in the bar looked over and whispered, and they were very interested in eating melons.

Bian Xuan recovered from this great change, with ice cubes on hand, immediately wrapped a rag and rushed out and handed it to Ruan Sixian.

Ruan Sixian's heart was still beating. Seeing Bian Xuan's movements, he didn't think much about it. He raised his hand to help Fu Mingyu put her cheek on.

But he tilted his head, avoided the ice cube, and looked straight at Ruan Sixian.

"Are you relieved?"

When Fu Mingyu asked this question for the second time, Ruan Sixian's explanation that had already reached his throat was suppressed again.

She pressed the tip of her tongue against her chin, was silent for a moment, and nodded: "Well, it's relieved."

"Okay." Fu Mingyu didn't have any extra words or even extra eyes, so he turned and walked out.

Bian Xuan didn't really understand this trend.

"No, why didn't you explain to him just now? You didn't want to hit him, it was a misunderstanding! What are you doing? He is your boss!"

Bian Xuan was talking in his ear, but Ruan Sixian was still looking at Fu Mingyu's back.

It wasn't until he closed the door that Ruan Sixian said, "I explained to him that I had hit the wrong person. I didn't want to hit him, and then? There's no end for us."

Bian Xuan nodded her head seemingly, "Then you admit it, even if this matter is over?"

"Correct."

It was only then that Ruan Sixian realized that Fu Mingyu had suddenly changed his attitude towards her before, and he probably knew about it.

It's just that this person is arrogant, and Xu Shi never thought of apologizing to her.

But these days, his connivance to her is actually a special apology.

And she found that she didn't seem to be angry anymore, but there didn't seem to be a clear point for this matter. Instead of being so entangled, it was better to let this slap as an opportunity to completely turn the story over.

"It's past me anyway."

Bian Xuan thought for a long time and didn't understand what she meant. He glanced at the time and waved to rush people: "Forget it, let's go back and rest quickly. There will be a flight tomorrow."

Ruan Sixian was indeed tired, picking up her bag and preparing to go home.

However, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Fu Mingyu still standing on the side of the road.

Fu Mingyu's driver took Zheng Youan home, and he didn't bother to call someone to pick him up at night.

He looked up at the traffic flow in the distance, and from this angle, Ruan Sixian could just see the slap print on his face under the shadowy light.

"..."

Is my slap so powerful?

At the intersection where the bus was waiting, Ruan Sixian had to stand there.

Feeling that there was another person next to him, Fu Mingyu glanced back. The two of them looked at each other, but they didn't seem to know what to say, so they moved their eyes away tacitly.

An embarrassment suddenly enveloped the two of them completely.

The midsummer night was thick, and the evening breeze also carried a scorching sensation. After standing in the open air for a while, Ruan Sixian felt that she had begun to sweat.

Fortunately, a taxi finally arrived.

The driver stopped in front of the two of them, and the probe asked, "Are you going to take a taxi?"

Fu Mingyu turned his head and said, "You first?"

Ruan Sixian: "You go first."

When she was speaking, her gaze was still on Fu Mingyu's face.

Fu Mingyu don't start, don't show it to her.

"You first."

"You go first, I can wait."

One slapped, and the other slapped, it's quite magical to be humbly here.

After two round trips, Fu Mingyu nodded flatly and pulled the door to get into the car.

"Go to Mingchen Apartment."

The driver said yes, but then he asked outside: "Beauty, where are you going? Mingchen Apartment will drop by?"

Ruan Sixian, Fu Mingyu probably doesn't want to see her at this moment, so he shook his head and said, "You go first, I'll wait for the bus."

The driver uttered "Oh" and was about to step on the accelerator, but Fu Mingyu looked over through the car window.

After looking at it twice, he said, "Let's go together."

His voice was very soft, almost airy, with a sense of exhaustion, Ruan Sixian almost heard it by mouth.

"it is good."

There was no talk all the way, until they returned to the apartment and entered the elevator. The two had no communication. In a confined space, it was more embarrassing than in a taxi.

But when they stood side by side facing the elevator door, Ruan Sixian accidentally saw Fu Mingyu's face in the mirror.

Is this person's skin too white? Wuzhishan is so impressive.

Back home, Ruan Sixian was tired and hungry, took off his shoes and walked to the bathroom.

When she was about to undress and take a bath, she caught a glimpse of a bottle of essence on the vanity.

It is the essence she has always liked to use. It has obvious functions for skin repair.

After thinking about it, she took this bottle of essence and walked out, and when she passed the kitchen, she also brought a bucket of ice cubes by the way.

But when she stood outside the elevator door, she remembered that when she entered the elevator, she saw him press the 16th floor, but she didn't know where he lived.

She directly messaged Fu Mingyu.

[Ruan Sixian]: What number do you live?

After waiting for a few minutes, he did not reply.

Ruan Sixian asked Bai Yang again and got the answer quickly.

Two minutes later, she rang the doorbell of 1601.

The corridor was quiet, Ruan Sixian lowered her head, looked at her toes, and thought of the Five Finger Mountain on Fu Mingyu's face.

What a arrogant person he is, she might not be able to open the door when he sees it on the monitor.

The idea just took shape, but the door in front of him opened with a click.

Fu Mingyu had changed into loose clothes, stood at the door, and saw what Ruan Sixian was holding. When his eyes returned to her face again, there were some indescribable complex emotions in his eyes.

"Come to see me as an injured patient?"

"..."

Ruan Sixian did not deny it, and handed him the things directly: "If you apply it, tomorrow will be much better."

Forget the ice cubes, Fu Mingyu looked at his other hand, "What is this?"

"Repair essence, the effect is very good."

Fu Mingyu twitched the corner of her mouth, took the ice bucket in her hand, and said lightly: "I don't use that."

Immediately turned back to the house, the door was not closed, Ruan Sixian followed him in and said, "It's really effective, I'll test it myself!"

Fu Mingyu paused, looked back at her, frowned and said, "Are you often beaten?"

Ruan Sixian: "...No! Some of our airlines used to have severe high-altitude radiation, and my face would turn red."

Fu Mingyu put the ice bucket directly on the coffee table and sat on the sofa, leaning loosely against the soft pillow, with no expression on his face.

"Then you wipe it for me."

Ruan Sixian was taken aback for a short while, then walked directly to the sofa and sat down beside Fu Mingyu.

But Fu Mingyu was a little unnatural when she saw her approaching so calmly.

He pressed his lips tightly and turned away his face.

Ruan Sixian squeezed the bottle on her own, squeezed out the thick liquid and spread it on the palm of her hand, then dabbed it with the index finger of the other hand and gently wiped it on his face.

Ruan Sixian still paused when her fingertips touched his skin.

Such obvious palm prints may not be completely eliminated for a while, he is a director, how will he see people tomorrow.

Feeling her strangeness, Fu Mingyu turned to look at her, and squinted.

"Why, distressed?"

What's the matter with this person?

"No." Ruan Sixian said immediately, "I'm just thinking, I'm not breaking my palm, how can I be so strong."

Fu Mingyu hummed softly in his nose.

Ruan Sixian lifted up a little bit of essence again, little by little, and smeared his profile carefully.

In the summer night, the insects cried constantly, passing through the window with a sound, followed by Fu Mingyu's breathing into Ruan Sixian's ears.

Her force was very light, so light as to tickle, Fu Mingyu endured it for a few minutes, and couldn't help it, frowning.

"I tried too hard?"

Fu Mingyu pondered for a moment, "No, you continue."

Ruan Sixian let out an "Oh", but the move was lighter.

Fu Mingyu's brows never loosened, and even his breathing gradually became anxious.

Upon seeing this, Ruan Sixian moved lightly again.

Finally, Fu Mingyu couldn't bear it anymore, and said, "Are you applying medicine or touching me?"

Ruan Sixian: "..."

She poked his face a little harder suddenly, "What do you think?"

Fu Mingyu "his", gritted his teeth and looked at Ruan Sixian, "Are you still a woman?"

"If I were a man, you might die if you slap it."

Fu Mingyu smiled suddenly, approached her, and said solemnly, "If you were a man, would I indulge you like this?"

At this moment, the two were very close, they could clearly hear each other's breathing, and they could also see themselves reflected in each other's pupils.

Ruan Sixian thought of his "connivance", and he said it in a dumb voice, squeezing it in his ear, and staying for a long time.

Ruan Sixian felt that he was not expressing how gentle he was, but to her, just to her, to explain the facts between the two.

She couldn't refute this sentence because it was true, but she didn't know how to answer.

Fortunately, her stomach rescued her.

——Make two "cuckoo" sounds in time.

In the early morning of the next day, Ruan Sixian got up early for the flight and returned in the afternoon. When he returned home, he met a few colleagues at the door of the time. They were chatting. The monthly meeting of the flight planning department was postponed. The specific reason is unknown, but it seems to be Fu Mingyu. s arrangement.

Ruan Sixian looked at her palm subconsciously when she heard it.

It's not a broken palm.

Another day later, Ruan Sixian heard again that the regular meeting of the dispatch department this month was also cancelled.

She was stunned.

Isn't it? Fu Mingyu's face is so delicate, still not good?

It wasn't until the third morning, when the collaboration meeting came out before the voyage, that he caught a glimpse of Fu Mingyu's back, and he was relieved.

It looks good.

She took Captain Fan again on this flight, and after the meeting, she went to the cafeteria for the morning with the crew.

At the table, after a few chats from everyone, Ruan Sixian mentioned that he was scheduled to fly with a teacher next week.

After becoming a co-pilot, in order to accumulate flight experience, the company will arrange flight instructors for them according to the flight situation.

At that time, Ruan Sixian can sit in the pilot's seat and fly with the flight instructor next to him, supervising and guiding and guaranteeing the flight.

Before that, Ruan Sixian had also been to the instructor to lead the flight, so this time he was not too excited, just mentioned casually.

Captain Fan also asked casually, "Where do you fly?"

"Lincheng." Ruan Sixian said, "I am quite familiar with this route."

"Familiarity is familiar, but it's not the same to have a teacher on the side."

Although Captain Fan has been a captain for 20 years, but occasionally encounters an instructor for random checks, or the instructor temporarily adds a crew member to his flight for convenience, he is also nervous.

"Then have you seen which teacher it is this time? Let me see if I know him, if I do, I will let him take care of you."

Ruan Sixian recalled, and said: "I don't remember the name clearly, it seems that the last name is He?"

Captain Fan opened his mouth and thought for a while, "Helan Peak?"

"Yeah, that's the name."

"He?" Captain Fan was surprised, and put down his chopsticks directly, "Are you sure it's him?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Then you are very lucky." Captain Fan said, "This instructor is not ordinary. He was born in the Air Force and has excellent grades. After retiring, he joined World Air. At that time, World Air just established a fleet. He was very good at that time. The first chief captain, the technology is not comparable to that of many people. I remember one year, because of a mistake in the tower command, his stance aircraft was close to another Airbus 320 in the air, and almost ran into it. Frightened and fainted. He really fainted. As a result, he just reversed the situation and avoided an air crash. At that time, he was commended by the Aviation Administration."

When Captain Fan spoke, everyone at the table pricked their ears to listen.

"Moreover, this old senior is very good. He is the best in what he does. Later, he transferred to a teacher and his teaching results were extremely successful." Captain Fan said and sighed, "but his daughter later I'm sick and want to spend more time with my daughter at home, so the number of flights to guide is very few. At that time, anyone who was scheduled to fly with him would have to show off, and recently... It seems that he has not been flying for four or five years. I thought he retreated, why did he suddenly come out and fly again..."

Originally, Ruan Sixian's excitement was over, but when Captain Fan said that, she became excited again, completely ignoring his doubts.

"Is it close in the sky in 2007? I watched the news, so it was him!"

"Yeah." Seeing Ruan Sixian's eyes full of expectation, Captain Fan said in a deep voice, "However, he was also famous for being strict. Once he took the flight co-pilot and didn't fly well, he directly sent the person off to fly. Five sides of the field."

The five sides of the field are also a way of flying, but instead of performing flights, they practice taking off and landing with an empty plane at the airport.

No co-pilot is willing to go this way, because it means you are not technically good.

A new flight attendant tusk next to him, "Is the teacher still so powerful?"

"Not to mention whether the instructors have such great power." Captain Fan smiled and said in a low voice, "Do you know who they are? President Fu's uncle, Fu Dong's brother-in-law, wanted to send the captain's hair back to the co-pilot. It's just a sentence."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Ruan Sixian, "So you are lucky, but you must also pay attention. He is very strict. If you make a low-level mistake, be careful you can only fly five sides."

Ruan Sixian nodded again and again: "I must behave well."

Because of this incident, Ruan Sixian was in a good mood all day. When returning home in the afternoon, he took the flight box and went home leisurely, and hummed a song while waiting for the elevator.

"I want to fly higher~ fly higher~ dance like a violent wind~ break free~ I want to fly higher~ fly more..."

But the moment the elevator door opened, Ruan Sixian's singing stopped abruptly.

Fu Mingyu stood inside, holding a bag of medicine in his hand and wearing a mask, looking at her lazily.

"Does the air traffic control allow you to fly higher?"

Ruan Sixian: "..."

She walked in silently and stood side by side with Fu Mingyu.

The elevator moved up slowly. Ruan Sixian glanced at Fu Mingyu's mask, then looked at the medicine in his hand, and asked, "I heard that you haven't been to meetings in recent days. Have you caught a cold?"

Fu Mingyu looked down at her, did not speak, but took off his mask.

"Do you think it's exciting for me to go to a meeting like this to meet my subordinates and my employees?"

Ruan Sixian: "..."

No, three days later, there was a faint mark on Fu Mingyu's face.

Her 50 kg arm push was really not in vain, and her pull-ups were not in vain.

Ruan Sixian looked at his face, pondered for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Is it painful?"

Fu Mingyu said with a smile but not a smile: "It hurts so much that I will never forget you in my life."