Landing On My Heart

Chapter Sixty

In the evening after the rain, it was already dark.

There was the fresh smell of grass in the air, accompanied by the sound of "rustling" of leaves, being sent in by the wind through the window, a little bit of coolness was blown to the neck, and the sweat was stuck in the pores, suddenly relaxed.

There was a low noise in the room.

In the darkness, Ruan Sixian felt that her next-to-body clothes had been wet with sweat, making it uncomfortable to stick to her body.

"Hiss——" Fu Mingyu frowned, pressed her palms on the back of her neck, her voice was low and hoarse, "Baby, please be gentle."

"you shut up."

Ruan Sixian's head was buried in his neck, her eyes closed tightly, and the other hand pulled the corner of his clothes, shaking slightly.

She gritted her teeth and whispered in a very depressed voice: "Why are you not well... I'm very tired..."

Fu Mingyu lowered his head, exhaling very hot breath, and kissed her earlobe closely.

She pressed against his neck, and the room where the light was turned off was dark, her sense of smell and hearing was magnified, and everything was clear.

The smell of him surrounded Ruan Sixian involuntarily.

It was clearly a clear smell of fir, and there was also a burning feeling at this time.

The breath in the air may be depressed or warm, one after another.

Ruan Sixian's palm has a thin layer of cocoon, but the skin is delicate.

Gentleness and subtle roughness coexist, and every movement seems to stir a tight string.

Ruan Sixian's breathing became tighter and tighter, her eyelashes trembled with tension, and she lost the measurement of time.

I don't know how long it took, and my arm suddenly stiffened.

She raised her head and saw Fu Mingyu closed her eyes tightly in the dark, her eyebrows trembled slightly, and fine sweat oozing from her forehead.

She half-opened her mouth and forgot to breathe.

When he slowly opened his eyes, she instantly pulled back her consciousness and quickly got up and ran towards the bathroom.

In the dimly lit room, Fu Mingyu leaned on the sofa, took a long breath, slowly sorted his clothes, and cleaned up the dirty sofa with tissues.

After losing the tissue, he walked to the wall, raised his hand to turn on the light, and the light instantly illuminated the entire living room.

The sound of water in the bathroom leaked from the crack in the door and lasted for a long time.

Fu Mingyu stood by the door and tried to open it, but found that it was locked.

He leaned against the wall and knocked gently on the door.

"Don't come out yet?"

"You can control it!"

Ruan Sixian had washed her hands long ago, but seeing the reddish palms, her breathing still did not calm down.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her cheeks flushed, and a few sweat-soaked hairs pressed against her neck, as if she was the one being manipulated.

too tired!

How tired than manipulating a posture stick!

A few minutes later, she opened the door, and the Fu Mingyu shirt in front of her was docile, without a trace of wrinkles, and even the neckline was meticulous.

How could someone who was still dying and alive just now can recover within ten minutes as if he could immediately be on the news network?

Ruan Sixian lowered her head and squeezed him away, "Go away, don't get in my way."

When she walked to the living room, Fu Mingyu's jacket was thrown on the sofa. It seemed to be pressed by her just now, spread out in a mess, and his sleeves were still wrinkled.

When she bent down to pick it up, she saw the paper towels in the trash can, and there was a faint smell of unspeakable smell.

Her ears were still red. Seeing this scene, her temples jumped up again and again, and the palms of her coat kept getting hot.

Gu is off, absolutely Gu is off.

She was more reserved and more in line with the socialist harmonious values. A young woman was tempted by him to do things that she thought she would never do in her life.

Fu Mingyu tied his tie on the side, slender fingers tightened neatly, and saw Ruan Sixian holding his coat from his side, and said, "Baby, pass me the coat."

Ruan Sixian thought that he just yelled "Baby" in her ear, the fire burned to her face, and immediately threw the coat on his head.

"Do your own things in the future!"

Fu Mingyu was a little inexplicable, pretending that he didn't understand Ruan Sixian's words, took off his jacket, put it on his arms, and stepped forward and moved Ruan Sixian's head.

"Well, then I'll go back to the company to work." He lowered his head and glanced at Ruan Sixian, "rest early, you look tired."

Ruan Sixian: "..."

Who is to blame? ! Who is to blame? !

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After Fu Mingyu left, Ruan Sixian returned to the restaurant to clean up the table.

As soon as I started, I heard a "pop", and a bowl fell back onto the table and rolled twice.

Ruan Sixian had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately bent over to catch it to prevent losing a bowl.

However, after she caught it, she closed her eyes and felt helpless.

Suddenly there was a feeling of pushing the 50 kg arm into white.

After washing the dishes and returning to the study, Ruan Sixian took out the test materials and put on the headphones, preparing to prepare for the test.

But when working on the question, she found that the words she wrote were skewed, and her hands seemed to be out of control.

There won't be another time.

Next time I will be Venus with Broken Arm.

A message came in suddenly from the phone.

[Zheng Youan]:……

[Ruan Sixian]:?

After realizing that he was not blacked out, Zheng Youan immediately sent out the prepared txt.

[Zheng Youan]: I'll say sorry to you first. I just called Mr. Fu and I haven't answered it. Just yesterday, I said nonsense. You must not take it seriously. I confessed my motive: I just didn’t want my family to match up with Mr. Fu, so I made a rumor. I was sure that my family wouldn’t say it. I didn’t expect it to reach your ears. I didn’t see anything. We parted ways after we got off the plane to Spain. It was all my nonsense.

After Fu Mingyu denied it, Ruan Sixian thought about whether Zheng Youan was wrong or she said it on purpose.

The former is more likely, after all, no matter how Zheng Youan hates Fu Mingyu, he won't be blackmailed.

But I didn't expect it to be so.

Seeing Ruan Sixian didn't reply immediately, Zheng Youan carefully typed out a few words.

[Zheng Youan]: Are you arguing?

Ruan Sixian hadn't thought about what to say, so the other party sent another one.

[Zheng Youan]: Wouldn't you guys still do it!

"..."

That's really hands-on.

[Zheng Youan]: This is my fault. If you really break up, I will pay you a boyfriend!

[Zheng Youan]: There are not many young single presidents, but some will take office soon!

[Ruan Sixian]: No need, sister.

[Zheng Youan]: No, no, I should call your sister.

[Ruan Sixian]: We are all right!

[Zheng Youan]: You're welcome, I was the one who caused the trouble. I should compensate.

[Zheng Youan]:?

[Zheng Youan]: Are you all right?

Fu Mingyu was busy before and had no time to answer Zheng Youan's call. Zheng Youan was naturally scared, thinking that he was furious and walking on the edge of breaking the law, so he didn't dare to call him again, and went to find Ruan Sixian to plead Jing.

Ruan Sixian knew what happened before and after, after thinking about it, he should talk to Fu Mingyu, lest he think of doing anything damaging afterwards.

It's just that she deliberately concealed the reason why Zheng Youan hacked him, saying that she drank too much nonsense.

"She said that now you can do whatever you want, if you want to kill or stab you."

"Yeah." Fu Mingyu followed the phone with one hand and quickly signed the documents with the other, and said lightly, "Yes, I see."

Based on Ruan Sixian's understanding of Mr. Ba from novels and TV series, the more plain the tone, the more angry.

"You're angry?"

Fu Mingyu: "A little bit."

The "a little bit" of President Ba is naturally not comparable to the "a little bit" of ordinary people.

Ruan Sixian asked again: "Are you thinking about how to retaliate against her?"

Fu Mingyu chuckled lightly, "Not so."

Since June this year, the five-star hotels under the Zheng family in the third-tier cities have almost all closed, and the market share in the second-tier cities is also at risk.

The outside world may not be able to see the decline of the Zheng family, but as a long-term partner, Fu Mingyu can spy on one or two of them from various aspects.

Moreover, since the Zheng family brought him and Zheng Youan together two years ago, he already felt that the Zheng family's situation was not optimistic.

Fu Mingyu raised his eyes and quickly signed first, "I don't want to care about her."

"Oh, that's it." Ruan Sixian also laughed on the other end of the phone, "You are quite generous."

"I think I'm not generous, you should be the most experienced person."

Ruan Sixian snorted softly, "I'm going to read a book."

Fu Mingyu: "Huh? Are you still in good spirits if you read a book so late?"

"...Fu Mingyu, let me tell you that you never want to enter my house in the future."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Mingyu smiled, put down the pen, and Bo Yang came up to collect the documents.

Fu Mingyu got up, glanced at the time, turned around and asked Bai Yang, "My mom is home?"

"Madam just got off the plane."

Fu Mingyu nodded and let Boyang tell the driver to return to the Huguang Mansion tonight.

He arrived a few minutes earlier than He Lanxiang, Doudou leaned on his feet, turning his belly begging to scratch.

Fu Mingyu played with it for a while, and was about to go upstairs to change clothes when there was movement at the door.

Helanxiang walked in with a face full of spring, wearing a shiny artificial fur, and stopping next to the lamp, the whole person flashed as if he had just stepped off a Broadway stage.

She saw Fu Mingyu at home, stopped, stood there, and looked at him up and down, "Oh, who is this? Did you go to the wrong door?"

He turned back and waved to the driver: "A stranger broke into my house illegally, please call the police."

The driver who came in with the suitcase couldn't help but laugh.

Fu Mingyu looked at her coldly, unbuttoned his cuffs, and walked towards her.

He sometimes wondered if there was something wrong with his physique. The women around him had sharper teeth than the others.

He Lanxiang swayed to the table, took out a royal blue velvet box from his bag, took out a necklace from it, hung it on his finger, turned to face Fu Mingyu, lifted his chin, "Look."

Fu Mingyu only glanced, not very interested in this kind of thing that women love.

"very beautiful."

"Pretty needs you to say, do I have no eyes?"

He Lanxiang shook the necklace, and under the floor lamp, the pendant glowed faintly.

Fu Mingyu raised his eyes, "Exceeded budget?"

"..." He Lanxiang put away the necklace in one hand, "Sul!"

After carefully putting the necklace back into the box, she said: "I was going there this time just to see an exhibition, but Mr. Lester heard that I had passed by, and I had to attend his banquet. I don't want to go, but people have come in personally. I can't help but give face, right?"

Fu Mingyu nodded and did not answer.

This Mr. Lester, as mentioned by Helan Xiang, is a cutting-edge jewelry designer in Britain. He signed a contract with a Chinese jewelry brand at the beginning of this year and has since been resident in China.

"Then I praised the necklace he won this year, but he gave it to me without saying a word. The kindness is hard to resist, and I can't push it off."

Helanxiang rubbed his temples, "I wanted to keep a low profile, but when he came, all the women at the banquet stared at me. It was really troublesome."

After hearing this, Fu Mingyu had some thoughts, walked slowly to the table, opened the box again, and looked at the necklace inside.

He Lanxiang still expressed his troubles later, "Ah, you know Qu Xunyan's, she usually wears Buddhist beads, she is not interested in these, and she accompanied her sister, but she stared at me for a few times today, which made me I'm very embarrassed. Oh, so is it, where is such a beautiful thing that women don't like?"

As the voice fell, Fu Mingyu closed the lid and turned to ask, "Sell it to me, can you?"

When Helanxiang understood what Fu Mingyu wanted to do, she covered her chest and inhaled, almost unable to stand up: "Fu Mingyu, do you still have a conscience! I worked so hard to raise you, so you treat me like this?!"

On Christmas Day, Ruan Sixian spent on the plane.

The day before New Year's Day, Bian Xuan went shopping with Ruan Sixian.

The two of them were walking on the road, looking at the New Year decorations all over the street, and they both felt a little cold back.

"When I think of when I was an ordinary flight attendant before, when it was National Day, New Year's Day and Spring Festival, I got goose bumps all over my body."

Bian Xuan took Ruan Sixian's hand and walked slowly, "I graduated from university to transferred to a private flight. I haven't been home in four years. Once a year, we send people home every year, and we shrink in the hotel. There is no takeaway. Just eat some instant noodles and finish the work. Think about it, it’s really not a human life."

As she said, she patted Ruan Sixian on the shoulder, "Fortunately, I'm free, you still have to suffer."

Holidays, for others, mean holidays and rest, but for people in the aviation industry, it means Shura Field.

Everyone can't wait not to come on holidays, and they are not in the mood to give gifts during the holidays. As time goes by, the sense of ritual of the festival fades.

Ruan Sixian was a little sleepy, drinking milk tea and casually shopping with his sight.

When passing by a luxury menswear store, she stopped.

"What's the matter?" Bian Xuan followed her gaze, "Want to buy a New Year's gift for your boyfriend?"

Ruan Sixian didn't speak, and he walked in with his feet automatically.

Two waiters at the door greeted them with drinks and towels, and took Ruan Sixian and Bian Xuan to the new district.

Ruan Sixian looked around, finally falling on the tie.

There were about twenty ties in the transparent cabinet, most of which were low-key. Ruan Sixian looked at it for a few minutes and shook his head.

"Forget it."

"Don't like it?" Bian Xuan said, "I think it looks pretty."

"Good-looking is good-looking, but his ties seem to be customized."

"What's the matter, the focus is on the mind." Bian Xuan pulled her back, "You sent it, does he dare to say he doesn't like it?"

Ruan Sixian thought for a while, and raised his eyebrows, "He dare not."

Buying a black tie with dark patterns, Ruan Sixian carefully put it into the flight box, spread a layer of cashmere shawl, and patted it lightly.

Alas, Fu Mingyu, if you dare to say you don't like it, this tie is your lifeline.

At 6 pm on December 31, Ruan Sixian's flight returned.

After the last passenger disembarked, the captain took Ruan Sixian into the cabin and checked them one by one.

"Oh, another year has passed."

The captain patted the luggage rack, and felt relieved when he heard the voice, "When is busy year after year?"

Out of the cabin, the security officer and the flight attendant squeezed on the flight crew stairs to exchange New Year greetings.

The wind on the apron was so strong that Ruan Sixian's hair was messed up. She took out the scarf she put on her hand and wrapped her neck while walking towards the crew car.

She let the flight attendants in skirts get on the car first, and the captain waited behind

When I was about to step on it, there was a sudden noise in the distance.

Ruan Sixian and the captain turned their heads and looked over, and the people who got on the crew car also looked out.

"Oh, it seems to be making trouble!"

"Who is making trouble for this Chinese New Year?"

"Are you fighting?"

"It seems to be the crew side."

Someone wanted to go over and take a look. Ruan Sixian stopped her and said, "There will be a security officer to solve it. Don't catch a cold because it's so cold."

When the crew passed over there, the troublemaker had already been taken away.

After leaving the airport and returning to the World Aviation Building, Ruan Sixian and the captain went to the flight department to hand in the flight mission book. They met the people inside celebrating the New Year, so they stayed a little longer.

When he came out, Ruan Sixian received news from Fu Mingyu. He said that he had finished the meeting, and immediately went to the meeting room and asked her to go to the office to find him.

So Ruan Sixian went there.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly saw a man standing in the glass corridor ahead, his hands propped on the wall, his waist was arched, and his head was deeply buried.

This person is not a stranger.

He is Ruan Sixian's high school alumnus, and he is a mechanic, and they will talk a few words when they meet each other.

He seems... crying?

Ruan Sixian slowly approached, stood behind him, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Tan Shan?"

Tan Shan turned his head, his eyes were red, and when he saw Ruan Sixian, he immediately turned his head back.

"What's the matter with you?" Ruan Sixian asked, "What happened?"

Tan Shan still maintained the same posture as he was just now, holding on to the wall, but his shoulders were shaking.

Ruan Sixian stood for a while, and when he saw him, she seemed unwilling to say, so she decided to turn around and leave.

But as soon as the thought came out, Tan Shan spoke.

"Too boring." His voice was dumb and a little bit crying. "It's really boring to go to work and make some money."

"What's wrong?" Ruan Sixian thought of something and said, "Did you have an accident over the tarmac just now?"

Tan Shan swallowed, his voice choked, "Yes, I hit someone, I can't help it."

Ruan Sixian: "Huh?"

Tan Shan looked back at her, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

He was almost ready to speak, swallowing words and swallowing, his lips pressed tightly, his chin trembling slightly.

Ruan Sixian felt that he seemed to have a string stretched and it was about to break.

"Tomorrow will be the New Year." Ruan Sixian said, "Everything is new in the new year, and there is nothing you can't get through."

She wanted to comfort her, but she didn't expect this sentence to pick up Tan Shan's nerves, and suddenly she leaned on her shoulder and howled.

"Fart's New Year will be good! It will not be good! It will not be good!"

Ruan Sixian was too frightened to move.

No, it is said that the collapse of adults is silent? Brother, what's the matter with you? !

Tan Shan was emotionally broken, no matter who he was in front of him, he just wanted to lean on his shoulder.

"It's too hard, it's too hard for me. Is this a **** life? My girlfriend urges me to buy a house every day. If I don't buy a house next year, I won't wait for me. I have to go back to my hometown for a blind date. I can’t afford a house! The salary is only a little a month. I have to eat and live and I have to pay my parents. Where can I buy a house!"

Ruan Sixian stiffened her back and didn't know what to say, so she could only say dryly: "Then why are you beating?"

"I can't stand that Captain Zhang, what the hell! I don't remember to turn off the radar every time. Isn't our maintenance life our life?! Who can stand the radiation?! I can't afford a house and want to live a few more years. , I told him a few times that he would forget, really don’t regard our maintenance as human beings, right?"

"Uh……"

Every time Ruan Sixian boarded the plane, some captains would remind her to remember to turn off the radar when landing. This was very harmful to the maintenance of guiding the plane to stop, but some captains would not remind them, or even the captain himself would forget.

Ruan Sixian's clothes were tightly grasped by him, and he could feel a wetness on his shoulders.

"It's boring, what's the meaning of this fart job!" He just choked up at first, but now he is completely venting, "Don't talk about being exposed to radiation, you still have to worry about it every day. The media also reported that the **** Sichuan Airlines incident was not maintenance. Carefully cause the windshield to break, fuck, shut it down and do a shit! Then the **** original aircraft hasn’t moved!"

When his collapse became more and more unstoppable, Ruan Sixian didn't know what to do.

They are the opposite sex, the key is her boyfriend's company, this is not so good!

"That..." Ruan Sixian slowly pushed him away, "If something happens, let's talk slowly..."

Pushed by her, Tan Shan simply squatted on the ground, holding his head, immersed in his grief.

"I still can't lose my job...I can't do anything else..."

Ruan Sixian was afraid that Tan Shan would do sit-ups and leaned on her shoulders for a while, so he took a step back and said, "I'll—"

The phone rang suddenly, Ruan Sixian's heart jumped inexplicably.

She took it out to see that it was indeed Fu Mingyu's news.

[Fu Mingyu]: Look up.

These two words were like machine instructions, Ruan Sixian immediately raised her head.

Through the glass corridor, she saw a person standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the director's office opposite.

"..."

Ruan Sixian sighed and put away the phone.

Tan Shan covered his face, "I'm sorry...I said too much...I'm sorry to let you listen to my complaints here."

"I still have something to do, then I'm leaving now."

Coax boyfriend to go.

Before entering Fu Mingyu's office, Ruan Sixian paused, then turned around to go to a female assistant, knelt down to open the flight box, and took out the box with the tie.

After entrusting the flight box to the female assistant, she carried her hands on her back, hid the box on her body, and walked in softly.

Fu Mingyu stood at the window and called.

Seeing Ruan Sixian coming in, he turned his head, raised his hand, and signaled Ruan Sixian to wait.

Ruan Sixian sat on the sofa and hid the box behind him.

In the few minutes when Fu Mingyu called, she sat very upright, like a pupil.

After the call, Fu Mingyu turned and walked towards her.

He sat next to her, stretched his legs, relaxed posture, but did not speak, flipping the phone and wondering what he was looking at.

It looks so cold.

Ruan Sixian got closer.

"Mr. Fu?"

He didn't speak, still flipping the phone.

Ruan Sixian pulled his sleeve.

"boyfriend?"

He still didn't speak, he didn't even lift his eyes.

Ruan Sixian licked the corners of her lips and moved closer.

"brother?"

The fingertips suddenly stopped.

Fu Mingyu tilted his head and looked at Ruan Sixian, with a faint light in his eyes, and raised his eyebrows invisibly.

But he still didn't speak, just straightened up, leaned over and stretched out his hand towards the table.

Ruan Sixian grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"I just ran into my high school alumnus, he was a little emotionally broken, and then—"

Suddenly, a royal blue velvet box appeared in front of her.

The lid popped open, and a necklace shone with a shining light. The pendant was not big, but a delicate hexagon.

"new Year's gift."

Ruan Sixian opened her mouth.

Obviously it was just a New Year's gift, but was hit by a delicate sense of happiness, slowly spreading, unknowingly filling my heart.

"I..." She was a little at a loss, "I don't lack..."

"Is the missing necessities still called gifts?" Fu Mingyu took off the necklace, stretched his hand around her neck, and put it on.

Ruan Sixian looked at Fu Mingyu without blinking, and forgot to take a look at her New Year gift.

Fu Mingyu slid his finger along the chain onto the pendant and fiddled with it lightly.

"Although I heard you say you don't like these—"

"I like it."

Ruan Sixian blurted out.

Because you gave it, I like it.