MTL - Is the Wife Married?-Chapter 51

The pendant dangled in front of Gu Chixi's chest. Wen Ning let her hold it, reached out to grab it, opened the cover, and held it in the palm of her hand.

It was very popular ten years ago to take photo stickers. They each took a set and gave them to each other, but Gu Chixi's photo stickers have been thrown away by Wen Ning - the photo area is small, and there is nothing left after plucking out the face.

Wen Ning was taken aback.

"This is my favorite one," Gu Chixi stared at her with low eyes, and said in a low voice, "The others are also with me. I will keep the things you gave me."

After speaking, she touched her face with her lips.

Wen Ning was still in a trance, wondering if she heard her words. Suddenly, she closed the lid of the pendant, let go, and let it fall to its original place.

Her hands unconsciously climbed onto Gu Chixi's shoulders.

She rested her head beside her ear.

Throughout the afternoon, the empty heart, at this moment, fills up as quickly as a balloon filled with air. She became full, breathing shallowly.

Gu Chixi's body froze, her skin tightened. She was like a bunch of flowers or a grass on the side of the road. Wen Ning, a white butterfly, stopped on her body. If the wind blows, the butterfly will fly away. .

The night was very quiet, the glass door of the balcony was not closed, and the intermittent square dance music floated over.

"Why do you drink so many drinks?"

"There is a class tomorrow."

Drinking alcohol will not pass the alcohol test. Wen Ning knew, but she really wanted to give herself a drink, so she replaced it with a drink. And she still remembered that the last time she had a drinking mistake, she sent herself into the mouth of the "wolf".

After she finished speaking, she moved her head, and Gu Chixi suddenly became nervous, but she just changed a comfortable position and leaned against it, Gu Chixi relaxed again. like a rubber band.

Gu Chixi's arms were sore, one hooked on her waist, the other lifted up, pinched her soft white earlobes with her fingertips, and rubbed carefully, "What happened?"

Wen Ning didn't speak.

The scalp is numb and the neck is itchy, which is a very comfortable feeling, which only occurs when you are in close contact with Gu Chixi. But she had thought that anyone she knew enough could do.

However this afternoon...

Xiaoyu hugged her, so close, she could only feel panic, Xiaoyu's lips just touched her lightly, she was like being hit by electricity, although her mind was blank, her instinctive reaction was faster. She pushed Xiaoyu away, she couldn't accept it, and felt that it was sinful to be touched.

They are familiar enough, but not the familiarity between lovers. Once she breaks through that boundary, she will not be able to.

Wen Ning found that she was still the little girl who was full of yearning for love. This yearning was given to Gu Chixi. She was buried in the long river of time by quicksand. All fantasies stopped on the day she learned that Gu Chixi left. It was solidified like a wax seal on the tip of a ballpoint pen.

Once the seal is torn, she can only flow to Gu Chixi, draw colors and write fonts on a piece of white paper called Gu Chixi.

The discovery left her extremely conflicted.

In the afternoon, her heart was aching like a tooth that was emptied by insects.

"Don't hold it in your heart, tell your sister." Gu Chixi pinched her earlobe and coaxed softly.

Wen Ning has no resistance to this.

Day by day, she had to do everything she could to stop her heart from running towards her, to stop herself from falling into her precipice. But at this moment, she was uncontrollably guilty.

tell what?

Tell my sister that Xiaoyu likes her?

Gu Chixi must be very interested.

Wen Ning could imagine that if she told the truth, Gu Chixi would definitely ask her what she thought, she said frankly that she didn't like Xiaoyu, and Gu Chixi would then ask her who she liked, looking at her with expectant eyes, How can she resist, how can she answer... In the end, Gu Chixi will have a grudge against Xiaoyu.

No one talks about this, and I don't know what to do, so I can only hold it in my heart.

"It's okay." Wen Ning said quietly.

Gu Chixi's hand paused, slowly moved away from her earlobe, and repeatedly stroked the lines of her ear temples with her thumb, "I guess it's because I miss my sister."

As soon as these words fell, he received a light or heavy blow on the back.

"Who misses you? Selfish." Wen Ning pushed her away and turned her face to the side.

Gu Chixi is very willing to think that she is acting like a spoiled child - otherwise, it will be too painful for herself, and the countless sharp knives are inserted in her heart.

"Go take a bath," Wen Ning turned back and patted her, "or don't sit on my bed."

"it is good."

Gu Chixi gathered up the broken hair on her temples, turned and went downstairs.

When she came back, Wen Ning was sitting on the head of the bed, with her laptop on her lap, her ball head was undone, her long black and slightly curly hair was loose, and there was a lazy beauty in the warm orange light.

Gu Chixi climbed onto the bed, next to her, and glanced at the computer screen, which was the flight plan preparation page on the intranet.

The two sat quietly side by side.

Wen Ning was answering the question. When she was concentrating, her eyelashes were like static moth wings perched under her eyes. Her expression was a little cold and serious.

In Gu Chixi's memory, Wen Ning is still in her twenties, a simple and innocent little girl who likes to act like a spoiled child, occasionally throws her temper, and hugs her softly in her arms. Now that Wen Ning has grown up, she has lost the immaturity of a girl, and has become mature and glamorous, with a bit of amorous feelings, and it is also seductive to sit still.

Looking down, there is a loose button at the collar and mouth of the pajamas, and the scene inside is vaguely indistinguishable.

Gu Chixi leaned over and was about to take a closer look when Wen Ning closed the web page, got out of bed and put the computer on the table, yawning.

It was only after nine o'clock, but she was a little sleepy.

She looked at Gu Chixi, and Gu Chixi also looked at her. The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Gu Chixi was ready to be kicked out, and wanted to "suck" again. Before Wen Ning could speak, she Never take the initiative to go.

"I'm sleeping." Wen Ning said.

Gu Chixi went down consciously.

Wen Ning was stunned: "Where are you going?"

"Aren't you... going to sleep?"

"Oh, you're not sleeping with me? Good night then." Wen Ning yawned again and got into the bed.

Gu Chixi climbed back onto the bed again.

"What are you doing?"

"Sleep with my wife."

She immediately turned off the light, not giving Wen Ning a chance to go back.

After returning from Tianhe Bay, He Yu sat by the window without moving.

I didn't drink a sip of water, I didn't eat a sip of rice, I watched the sky darken little by little, and the lights of the city burned. The hustle and bustle belongs to others, she only has loneliness.

The door of the living room opened, and Qiu Yiran came back.

"Little fish~"

The room was eerily silent, she saw He Yu sitting there motionless, she was puzzled and walked over, "What's wrong, Xiaoyu?"

He Yu's eyes were straight, as if he couldn't hear.

"Xiaoyu?"

"Little fish?"

Reaching out and shaking it in front of her eyes, there was still no response. This person seemed to be frozen. If it weren't for the blinking of his eyes, it would be exactly the same as the sculpture.

Qiu Yiran sat down next to her, holding his arms, "Aren't you happy?"

"Don't bother me—" He Yu frowned and pushed her away.

With so much strength, Qiu Yiran's body fell backwards and almost fell off the chair. She rested one hand on the edge of the seat and was stunned for a few seconds, then she calmed down and looked at He Yu aggrieved.

He Yu froze there, with remorse and worry in his eyes, and his emotions were like surging waves, one after another.

The deep facial features were covered with a layer of gray.

It was air-dried concrete, and it was a solidified candle. Oil wrapped her from head to toe. She lost her soul and vitality.

Qiu Yiran suddenly felt that she was unfamiliar.

"Xiaoyu, what happened?"

"fine."

- Gollum

The belly growled just in time.

He Yu turned his back and looked out the window.

Qiu Yiran glanced at the empty dining table, got up, walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and there were only unprocessed ingredients in it. She took an egg, a small ham, and dug out a bag of noodles from the cupboard.

She tried to cook noodles.

The cold water was boiled, and the noodles were put in. No matter how she put it down, there was very little. She kept it all the time, and put a large half of the bag. She thought that it was enough for He Yu to eat a bowl, but after it was boiled, a large pot was full, and there was not enough water.

She hurriedly added water again, stirring it with chopsticks, and the steaming hot steam hit her face.

When she beat the eggs, she didn't control the strength, and the broken eggshell fell into the pot. She subconsciously reached out to pick it up. The noodles had been boiled for too long and swelled up. She remembered that there was still ham, and cut them open with scissors. It took a long time to peel them off.

Finally, the noodles are cooked.

A big pot.

Qiu Yiran filled a bowl, fished out the eggs, and brought them to the table, "Xiaoyu, come and eat noodles."

The man was no longer by the window, but came out of the bedroom.

He Yu stared at the bowl of noodles that did not sell well, sat down, and took a sip with his chopsticks.

"Is it delicious?" Qiu Yiran smiled at her with her chin up, her eyes bright.

He Yu frowned and said, "No salt."

"…"

"No soy sauce."

"…"

He Yu took another bite of the egg, and the yolk flowed directly out.

"I..." Qiu Yiran bit her lower lip embarrassedly, "I forgot." She rubbed her hands together and accidentally touched the hot spot, "Hey—"

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's hot."

He Yu put down her chopsticks, went to the TV cabinet, pulled out a scald cream, and handed it over, "Apply it yourself."

Qiu Yiran made a low voice, opened the box, and peeked at her, secretly annoyed that he couldn't cook noodles by himself, and couldn't help saying: "Forget it, let's order takeout, I—"

"It's okay, the noodles are cooked." He Yu waved his hand, picked up the turkey noodle sauce on the table, squeezed a little bit into the bowl, stirred it evenly, and then ate.

Even the words of consolation sounded so cold.

this person...

Qiu Yiran secretly sighed that he had encountered a stone that could not be covered.

She squeezed out the ointment and smeared it on her scalded skin, feeling more and more aggrieved. Suddenly, He Yu raised her head, looked at her and said, "Go back to your own house."

"Why?" Qiu Yiran was stunned.

He Yu's eyes dodged a little, the chopsticks stuck in the noodles, and she lowered her head again, "In the future, don't contact me."

The next day, it rained lightly in Los Angeles.

Gu Chixi stood in front of the office window, squinting slightly, looking out from the high-rise building, the sky was gray, and the dense needle-like rain threads covered the city with a veil.

There was a knock on the door.

Tan Jia came in from outside, closed the door, and walked to her side, "President Gu, Tao Li has been in her rented house for the past two days. When do you need me to come?"

Tao Li is the new trainee of Zou Mingqiang.

"This afternoon."

"OK."

In this matter, in front of Gu Chixi, there are two choices. First, without paying attention, Zou Ming was imprisoned. Second, discuss with the victim privately and solve it with money.

If Tao is willing to be private and change his mouth to say that he is willing, he will receive 500,000 yuan in compensation, and he does not have to worry about being investigated for perjury and false accusation, as well as public opinion.

Gu Chixi turned the ring on her hand and said casually, "First appease her, apologize sincerely, and then ask her appeal, if she wants to."

While the chances of getting the victim to volunteer are slim, it's going to take a try to see if it works.

"I'll try my best."

"Um."

After standing for a while, Gu Chixi turned around and went back to the desk, picked up the phone and looked at it, there were a few unread WeChat messages.

[Just finished the pre-flight meeting, now heading to the airport]

Wen Ning sent it ten minutes ago.

She couldn't help bending the corners of her mouth and replied: [The rise and fall are safe. ]

…

The rain stopped.

The Los Angeles Airport is busy. On average, a plane enters and leaves the port every two minutes. The departure time of Wen Ning's flight today is 11:40. At 10:40, a group of people just boarded the plane.

After a week of rest, Wen Ning was inexplicably excited the moment she stepped into the cockpit.

The co-pilot with her is a girl, surnamed Yao, very young. She has been in the job for less than two years. She just got promoted to F1 last month.

Wen Ning readily agreed.

The two of them called the purser for help, put their left and right hands on the throttle valve respectively, and put on a shape of pushing the throttle together.

After taking pictures, they went to work.

Wen Ning put on the fluorescent vest, went down to check, turned around twice, and found that the gap between the No. 1 engine and the wing was relatively large. She watched for a long time and waved to the air inspection brother.

"What's going on? Has the engine been repaired?" she asked.

The air inspector looked carefully, then looked at the registration number, nodded and said, "Yes, I stopped in the hangar for a regular inspection last month, and got a new engine. I just came back the day before yesterday."

"What was the date of last month?"

"Number sixteen."

"How did it take so long?" Wen Ning frowned.

The air inspection brother said helplessly: "I've been waiting for the lack of aviation spare parts, and I'll replace it right away. The seam is so big after I replaced it. I flew seven stages the day before yesterday and yesterday, and it's fine. "

Wen Ning was not at ease, pondered for a moment and said, "Show me the list of faults and repairs."

The air inspection was very cooperative, and immediately went to get two lists. Wen Ning read it carefully, and found no problems, so she checked it again, and nagged a few words with the air inspection brother, and then went on with confidence.

The plane was almost ready, and the passengers came up one after another.

The co-pilot flew the outbound flight, and Wen Ning was in charge of communication. There was no delay today. The tower gave the time on time, and the flight went smoothly all the way and taxied to the end of the runway.

Wen Ning glanced at the centerline of the runway and said, "DC5391 has entered the left of runway 36, requesting takeoff."

"DC5391, ground wind 040, wind speed 1 meter, runway 36 left, can take off." The tower controller's formulaic voice in the frequency.

Vice Yao toggles the throttle valve.

The engine turns louder, the thrust increases sharply, and there is a strong sense of pushing back, V1, lift the wheel, and leave the ground.

Pretty stable.

Wen Ning glanced at the right seat.

The girl's face was tensed and she was focused.

She retracted the landing gear, stared at the instrument, and continued to talk to the controller: "Departing from Los Angeles, DC5391, the left of runway 36 has taken off, answering machine 1066, listen to your command."

"DC5391, the radar has been identified, and the high 5800."

The plane was climbing, and the scene on the ground became smaller and smaller. After about fifteen minutes, it reached the cruising altitude, the airflow was stable, and Wen Ning turned on the autopilot.

This part of the flight to K City, located in the southwest, takes three hours.

The clouds are very thick, like they are shuttled through soft and white cotton wool, the sky is a blue sea, the cotton floats on the sea, and the strong sunlight shines in recklessly.

After flying smoothly for about an hour, Deputy Yao's stomach growled. She turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Captain, are you hungry?"

It's lunch time now.

Suddenly, the plane shook violently, and the noise instantly decreased by half.

The engine thrust value on the dashboard dropped sharply.

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