MTL - Slowly Falling For Changkong-Chapter 32

Last time I walked downstairs side by side with Xu Lian, I narrowed my way to the side of the armrest to the side of the handrail, for fear I would run into it accidentally Xu Lian. Now, he and Xu Lian, as well as this narrow corridor, but he is much more relaxed than that time, and no longer looks restrained.

He said to Xu Lian, who was walking beside him, "I'm sorry, my mother sees everyone like this. I hope you don't mind."

Xu Lian heard him say this and shook her head: "When I came last time, Xiang Nuan told me that my aunt was in poor health." At that time, she felt rude about asking about the illness of others, so she didn't ask more. Now she The relationship with Xiang Changkong has changed. Even if she is unstable, Xiang Changkong will naturally tell her.

Out of the corridor, Xiang Changkong saw Xu Lian's car parked on the basketball court. If you want to talk about living facilities around here, it's quite complete, but if there's anything worth visiting ... it can't be found.

He thought about it and asked Xu Lian, "Would you like to drive somewhere else, or just go around here?"

Xu Lian rarely comes here, and she is not familiar with this place: "Is there any place to turn around here?"

Xiang Changkong said: "There is only a small park in front, but there is nothing to play." There are a few simple fitness equipment in the park. Usually the elderly and children play there.

Xu Lian doesn't mind. It's fine today. It's good to sit in the park in the sun and chat. "Just go there, don't bother to run away."

Walking towards the park, Xu Lian led Xu Lian toward the park, passed a tea shop on the way, and dropped in to buy two cups of tea.

With half the milk tea left, the small park finally arrived. This park is really small and you can see it at a glance. But there are still a lot of people in the park. The bright sun is shining, and the smiles on everyone's faces are warm.

"There is still a place to sit, let's go over." Xu Lian pointed to the empty bench in front of him and motioned to sit in the sky. A little rabbit-shaped decoration was repaired next to the bench. It looked a little cute. Xu Lian glanced at the rabbit and was about to sit down, but was stopped by the sky. Don't get dirty with your white sweater. "

Xiang Changkong wiped his hands on the bench and found that there was no dust. It seems that people are sitting at any time.

"Use this." Xu Lian touched a tissue from the bag and took out his hand to Changkong to clean it before he bent down to wipe the stool. "Okay, you can sit."

Xiang Changkong blushed because of his hand wiping movement. He took the paper towel used by Xu Lian, walked to the trash can, threw it in, and turned back. Xu Lian had already sat down on the chair, biting a straw of milk tea in her mouth, and looked at Chang Chang with a smile.

Xiang Changkong felt his ears were starting to turn red. He walked beside Xu Lian and sat down, coughing awkwardly: "Oh, you look different today than usual."

Xu Lian responded and said, "Well, I thought of coming to see the elders, but I was still well-dressed."

Xiang Changkong coughed again, and said to her, "You look good no matter what you wear."

The corner of Xu Lian's mouth slightly tilted. She wanted to make fun of him, but saw a little boy running over with a small remote control aircraft. He shouted cheerfully to the man following him, "Dad, shall we fly here?"

"Okay." The man came up with a smile and touched his head, asking him, "Do you know how to do it?"

The little boy nodded his head, "Well! I remember what my father taught me!"

He ran to the lawn, lowered the plane, and held the remote control to operate. His dad was standing next to him, pointing to him from time to time. The aircraft's propellers turned faster and faster, causing a slight wind noise, and the fuselage staggered off the ground.

"Wow, fly up, fly up!" The little boy yelled happily, his dad stood by and asked him to pay attention to the operation, don't let the plane fall.

With the help of my dad, the plane gradually flew smoothly. The little boy happily said to his dad, "Dad, when I grow up, I want to fly a real plane! Just like my dad!"

Looking at them, Xiang Changkong's eyes moved slightly, and then he looked down to hide all the emotions in his eyes.

Xu Lian looked at him side by side. She drank the milk tea left in the cup, and looked at the father and son in the park: "Xiang Changkong, what about your father?"

Gradually tightening his hand on the bench towards the sky, and then let go again, he froze, looking up at the small airplane slowly flying under the clear blue sky: "My dad, an airplane designer, he knows There are many things, and when I was a kid, I loved to tell him stories about planes.

"Um." Xu Lian responded slightly.

"The last time you went to my room, you should have seen a model of the plane on my desk. That was the birthday present my dad gave me when I was celebrating his birthday. He made it himself."

Xu Lian certainly remembers that model. Although the workmanship is not very detailed, it contains the strong feelings of the producer.

"It's just that as I get older, my dad's work gets more and more busy, and my mother occasionally complains about him."

Xu Lian had some understanding: "My mother, too, as soon as my dad went to the construction site, at least six months to one or two years, she often complained to him. But after complaining, she still followed my dad to run around . "

Xiang Changkong smiled and said to her: "My mother is not so free and easy, and there is me and my sister at home. She can't leave us alone, and the nature of my dad's work is not the same as your dad."

Xu Lian nodded, the Academy, it sounded stricter.

Xiang Changkong said: "My dad is working in Yifeiyuan. AVIC's overall work system is 611, and sometimes it is 711. It is common to work overtime until late at night. Everyone is very tired. If you change to ordinary work, surely Many people will resign without hesitation, but aviation is different. They know what their work means. They can hold on with blood, but overloaded work also places a heavy burden on the body. "

Xu Lian frowned slightly, listening to him continue to say.

"Although my dad never mentioned it to me, I know a lot of things, such as Uncle Guo who had eaten with us before, a sudden myocardial infarction, fell directly to the job, and I met in the newspaper Uncle Sun arrived, he had a heart attack, and the rescue was invalid ... "

When they died, they were only forty or fifty.

A long time ago, Xiang Changkong heard the uncles and aunts tease, "If the sky is old and the sky is old, people will die early in aviation." They all knew exactly what this intensity of work would bring, but still buried in their posts.

Xu Lian pursed her lips and said a little bit hardly: "Your father ..."

"At first my dad only said it was a cold, he took some medicine by himself, but it didn't improve. Later, one night, the condition suddenly worsened. My mother took him to the hospital overnight, but he still couldn't get back." He now I still remember that chaotic night, her mother cried sadly on the phone, he hurried over from school, and couldn't see the last side of his father.

Xiang Nuan was reading the third grade that year, and he didn't even dare tell her the news.

Xu Lian held his hand beside him, and the temperature in the palm passed to him little by little.

Holding her back to Changkong, his eyes followed the small children's plane: "In recent years, one of China's independently developed aircraft successfully made its first flight, and their photos have been published in major newspapers, magazines and forums at home and abroad. And made countless people dump it. "

Under this blue sky, there are countless aviation people's oblivious efforts and unbelievable adherence.

A breeze came over, smelling of sunlight and grass. Xu Lian and Xiang Changkong intertwined their fingers and sat on the bench for a long time.

The boy playing with the remote control plane had gone with his dad, and a few aunts playing table tennis came in the park. Xu Lian sighed gently and looked at Xiang Changkong beside him: "Is your mother's illness related to your father's affairs?"

Take back the long-lost sight to Changkong and nodded at her: "My father's affairs dealt her a great deal, and she collapsed. Although she often complained about my father, she also quarreled with him for his work. It ’s been a lot, but I know she loves my dad very much. "

"Yeah ..." Just like her mother, although she always complained about her father, every time she deliberately mentioned "divorce", her mother was in a posture of never leaving.

Xiang Changkong looked at Xu Lian, remembering his mother's complaints about his father, and slowly straightened his lips. He understands his father, but he also understands his mother. He has seen her mother secretly cry because his father only cares about work. The thought of Xu Lian might experience the same things as his mother, he felt a tinge in his heart.

He slowly clenched her hand and asked her, "If I enter Yifeiyuan in the future, I may be very busy ..."

Xu Lian interrupted him: "I think, do people have to live to make more contributions to the country?"

He looked at Changkong for a moment, knowing that she had misunderstood what she meant. He looked down and smiled, following her words: "Well, so I must pay attention to my body, I usually eat on time, and exercise whenever I have time."

"Also have regular medical examinations."

"Well, I listen to you." Chang Chang's eyes had a warm smile. After a while, he thought about the problem that he hadn't gotten out of his eyes, and his eyes sank a bit. How much time can I spend with you, will you be mad at me? And our work is confidential and disciplined. What I do every day can't tell you. "

Xu Lian frowned slightly and did not answer for a moment. Looking at her like this to Changkong, her mood was also tense. He knew that their work would put pressure on her partner. If she didn't want to ...

He just hoped she would be happy.

After a long time, Xu Lian finally raised her head and looked at Xiang Changkong: "I think about it for a while and I will definitely get angry. So at that time, you must coax me."