Please Eat Me and the Director’s Cp

After boarding the plane, Qiu Yang glanced out the plane window, but what caught his eye was the huge airport and the gray sky.

The chill was still there, and the busy staff were wearing slightly thicker clothes.

Several planes were standing firmly on the ground, not knowing when to take off.

There were people coming in one after another in the cabin, and it was a bit noisy for a while.

Qiu Yang retracted her eyes, pursed her lips, and her eyes fell on the safety booklet tucked behind the chair in front of her, her expression made it impossible to see any emotion.

I don't know how many times I think of Tao Sixian.

Today is March 14th, which is also White Day. At this time last year, they went to a western restaurant for the festival.

That night, they drank a bottle of expensive red wine, and between the wine glasses, a bright smile appeared between the two of them.

The phone that Qiu Yang was holding vibrated twice at this time, and there was a new WeChat message.

As if her primordial spirit had returned to her place, she couldn't help but gather her thoughts and unlock her phone.

It was sent by Miao Yi, a college classmate and neighbor.

Miao Yi: [Have you boarded the plane? Yang Yang. 】

Miao Yi: [After landing, remember to send a message to report safety. 】

Miao Yi: [You take a good rest, you don't need to bring me gifts when you come back. 】

This flight is from Yuncheng to Xicheng, and there are still about ten minutes before the expected departure time.

【it is good. 】 Qiu Yang typed a word to go back, and then pressed back.

She didn't wear much thick clothes, and now her fingertips were slightly purple because of the cold, but she didn't have time to pay attention, and after a few seconds in a trance, she clicked on today's Moments.

In the dynamic of people mourning that they are still single or posting photos of themselves and their subjects, there is one thing that is particularly dazzling.

Qiu Yang's fingertips paused, his lips pursed even tighter, his brows no longer stretched, and his eyes were a little out of focus.

She and Tao Sixian haven't deleted WeChat yet, and the other party has not avoided her ex-girlfriend at all—posting photos of today's wedding.

White Day, what a great anniversary.

It would be perfect to get married on this day.

Tao Sixian posted a picture.

The bride was wearing a white wedding dress with squinted eyes. She held a bouquet of flowers and looked at the man kneeling in front of her.

The groom is handsome and tall, dressed in a black suit, with a bright rose on his chest, kneeling on one knee and looking affectionate and sincere.

The applause and excitement seemed to break out of the screen.

Qiu Yang immediately turned off his phone and put it in his bag.

The newlyweds were a perfect match, the most eye-catching pair she had ever seen.

Also the most eye-catching pair.

"Xiaoqiu." Aunt Mingfen, whom she knew when she was waiting for the flight, called out to her, recalling her thoughts, "Have you been to Xicheng?"

Zhao Mingfen is almost fifty years old, and there are several fine lines at the corners of her eyes, but she has a round face that is tender and tender, and her smile makes people feel very friendly.

"No." Qiu Yang answered truthfully.

"It's my first time." Zhao Mingfen asked her confusion after speaking, "Xiaoqiu, how did you, a young man, think of signing up for our Sunset Red tour group?"

yes.

In order to relieve the depression of broken love, Qiu Yang reported a tour group on the Internet, but it happened that the tour group happened to be filled with only two people in this group. Aged uncle and aunt.

How would you mind.

She's not thinking about it now, and things outside can't affect her.

"It's the same whichever group you sign up for." Qiu Yang tried his best to raise a smile, but it was also light, with a hint of alienation.

Zhao Mingfen immediately understood when she saw her expression: "Have you lost your love?"

When Qiu Yang heard this, his eyelashes drooped.

She put on makeup today, but there was no light in her eyes.

Two seconds later, she made a "hmm" as an answer.

Zhao Mingfen sighed, and then immediately used his identity as a visitor to say earnestly: "It's okay, Xiaoqiu, the old ones don't go to the new ones, don't you young people keep saying that the next one is better?"

"And you're so handsome, anyone who sees you will like it, not to mention those stinky men."

The adjectives used by elders to praise people are so unified, and Qiu Yang was also praised like this by the housekeeping aunt who cleaned the house.

She smiled reluctantly, her lips parted slightly and then closed again.

In the end, she didn't say anything - she liked women, not men.

After all, not every elder can accept and understand it, and it might even be treated as a monster.

She just wanted to take a relaxing trip, and didn't want to have any twists and turns during this period.

The plane took off soon, and Qiu Yang put on an eye patch.

She wants to squint for a while now, but the lights are too bright for her to feel comfortable.

And since Tao Sixian proposed to break up a week ago, she has not slept well.

If it wasn't for the makeup today, the dark circles under her eyes would probably make people wonder if she was running away from pandas.

Not surprisingly, she still failed to fall asleep.

Her eyes were just closed, and the scene with Tao Sixian flashed over and over in her mind.

This is not the first time she has come to Xicheng, it is actually the first city she and Tao Sixian have been together since.

It was two people who came together at first, but now...

Qiu Yang unconsciously let out a sigh.

Her friends all let her get out of the shadow of lovelorn as soon as possible, and she doesn't know when this "early" will be.

I heard that a person is broken up, and it takes twice as long to forget the other person.

Then she and Tao Sixian have been together for three years. If this number doubles, it will be six years.

Then she will be in her early thirties.

Qiu Yang felt a headache just thinking about it, so he raised his hand and pressed his temple.

It only takes one and a half hours to fly from Yuncheng to Xicheng, which is relatively short, and this time it even landed ten minutes earlier.

Qiu Yang took off his blindfold and after getting used to the light, he looked out the window again.

The weather in Xicheng is very different from that in Yuncheng. The sun is shining here, the sky is clear and blue, and there are no clouds.

With the sun shining directly on the fuselage, Qiu Yang's eyes narrowed, and he quickly withdrew his gaze.

It is undeniable that the weather is good, and the mood is also better. She took out her mobile phone and reported to Miao Yi that she was safe.

The cabin began to be restless again, and those who were too hot began to undress, and those who were on a business trip made a phone call.

The tour guide maintained order in the group.

Ten minutes later, everyone exited the cabin in tandem.

This sunset red travel team plus two tour guides has a total of 20 people. In order to facilitate the number of people, when they assembled at the airport, the tour guide gave everyone the same red sun hat.

The group of people was mighty, all wearing little red hoods, attracting brief glances from other passengers.

Qiu Yang followed behind the team, his footsteps neither light nor heavy, his face neither sad nor happy.

When she came to Xicheng again, she couldn't say what she was in.

"Xiao Qiu." Zhao Mingfen also had a time when she was young. She knew that it was hard for young people to break up with love, especially when they were alone with the group, so she thought about taking care of Qiu Yang, "Follow up, don't get lost."

The care between her words was obvious, Qiu Yang smiled and said "um" again.

At this time, another auntie who was close to Zhao Mingfen came over a little bit. She stuck her head out and looked at Qiu Yang with burning eyes: "Hello, Xiao Qiu."

"Hello."

"Just call me Auntie Xiaoqiong." Wu Xiaoqiong said as she walked, "I heard Ming Fen say it, isn't it just a lovelorn? It's no big deal, child."

"Auntie knows several young talents, either graduating with a doctorate or returning from overseas."

"People have said that if you want to get out of a relationship quickly, it's either time or a new love. Do you want to consider the candidates on the aunt's side."

Qiu Yang knew that Wu Xiaoqiong had good intentions, because the elders would be very enthusiastic once they felt that you had a good eye.

But…

"Aunt Xiaoqiong." Qiu Yang didn't open his mouth to refuse, but lowered his voice and asked hesitantly, "How old are they?"

"The biggest thirty-two three, the smallest twenty-seven-eight."

"It's better to be older, it will hurt people and take care of people."

Xicheng Airport is very big, and it takes about ten minutes to walk to the baggage carousel after leaving the cabin.

Zhao Mingfen patted Wu Xiaoqiong's arm with a dissatisfied expression: "Our little Qiu looks like he's only in his early twenties, aren't you too old?"

"Then do you have young men in their early twenties who need a blind date?" Wu Xiaoqiong retorted.

Qiu Yang cleared her throat, and when the two elders looked over, she showed a slightly embarrassed expression: "Two aunties, this age..."

"too small."

Zhao Mingfen: ?

Wu Xiaoqiong: ?

Qiu Yang took a deep breath and seemed to struggle: "I don't like being so young."

"My ex-boyfriend, he is in his 60s this year. He is divorced and has three children. The youngest is older than me."

She didn't want to be surrounded by these enthusiastic aunts who wanted to introduce people to her in the next time, so she had to resort to this.

"..." The two aunties fell silent, and looked at Qiu Yang with complicated expressions.

After turning around with the team again, Zhao Mingfen couldn't help but put his hand on Qiu Yang's shoulder and patted it lightly, "Xiao Qiu, good score!"

Wu Xiaoqiong's expression was more exciting, and she also looked towards the front of the team, not knowing what she was looking for.

Zhao Mingfen couldn't help asking: "Xiaoqiong, who are you looking for?"

"No one." Wu Xiaoqiong looked at Qiu Yang again, looking puzzled, "Xiao Qiu, is it a trend for you young people to look for old people now? The girls in the past all shouted that they liked the uncle, now what..."

Wu Xiaoqiong lowered her voice slightly: "I also asked Xiao Shen today that the old man she liked before was older than yours, she said she was seventy-five, and she is still in a wheelchair."

"Who is Xiao Shen?" Qiu Yang didn't answer, but Zhao Mingfen asked.

"Another young man on our team."

Qiu Yang remembered when she heard this. When she signed up, there were only two places in the team, but she didn't expect that the other party was also a young man.

I didn't expect that Auntie Xiaoqiong's excuses would be exactly the same.

But being seventy-five years old and in a wheelchair was a lot more exaggerated than she said.

Qiu Yang breathed a sigh of relief when the two aunties returned to the front. She pressed down on her little red riding hood and continued to follow behind the team.

But as he was walking, a figure in front of him stood still and turned to look at Qiu Yang.

Qiu Yang looked at the Little Red Riding Hood she was wearing and understood.

This is the last young man to sign up.

The woman called Xiao Shen was wearing a denim jacket and black tights, with a pair of Martin boots under her feet, making her legs long and straight.

She was wearing a shoulder bag, the beautiful face under Little Red Riding Hood was calm, and her eyes moved with Qiu Yang.

Qiu Yang pursed his lips, trying to pass by but felt it was rude not to stop.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, Qiu Yang glanced at this Xiao Shen and came to her.

Shen Ningruo's voice was smiling, her tail rose slightly, and her brows slightly raised—

"I heard you like old men too?"