Han Sheng turned his head to look at me and smiled stiffly, his hands on the handlebars seemed to relax a lot, and he no longer held on to the handrails tightly.

And I, continuing to put my hand on the back of his hand, closed my eyes, hummed Liang Jingru's warmth, and continued to pat with rhythm.

"You can say whatever you want, I'm willing to go, the melody of the little train swinging."

It can be true, and I will believe what you say, because I trust you completely

Delicate like, blanket-like heaviness, familiar sense of security in the sun

To share the hot soup, we have two tablespoons and a bowl, and the left atrium is warm and full......

"It's not a train...... "Halfway through a hum, Haosheng suddenly spoke.

"Uh......" I opened my eyes and turned my head to look at the blind cat.

It turned out that he had heard me humming, and I thought he had already fainted, but he could tell me so rationally that it wasn't a train, but something and what!

"I'm hypnotizing you, we're taking a train~" I smiled awkwardly.

"This is not a plane, this is not a plane, this is not a plane, we are on the train, we can eat later, what kind of bento do you want, I will go to the No. 8 carriage to buy ...... for you"

"Ha~" The blind cat finally laughed.

"You're very good," the blind cat continued.

"I think you're super nervous! I want to tell you how to make you forget that you're in the tens of thousands of feet now. ”

As soon as the words came out, I regretted it, I shouldn't have reminded him that we were still on the plane.

I'm too stupid, which pot can't be opened.

"I ...... I mean, we're in ...... On the Totoro bus!Yes! Yes, it's a flying Totoro bus, but it's safe!"

Not long after, the flight attendant delivered the meal, originally thought that the blind cat should be nervous and couldn't eat, but he didn't expect that after he finished eating one, he asked for another one, and even drank two bottles of juice.

"I thought you would lose your appetite, will you have indigestion if you eat so much......"

The blind cat in front of him who was frantically picking up the food couldn't tell that it was the person who was so nervous that he was about to hang up just now, could it be that the food was really so healing?

But it's an airplane meal! It's not that delicious!

It's funny to see the blind cat's expression when he eats to the point of complete selflessness, I wonder if he forgot the horror of flying by eating, or if he was really tempted by food?

The simple appearance of this little head seems to be really like the six-year-old he often boasts about, quite cute.

"Do you want to eat cake?" I asked Han Sheng.

"I don't want to eat, and I can't just call it in a restaurant. ”

The blind cat sighed, as if he was not satisfied with what he had eaten.

"You're underestimating me. ”

I picked up the small backpack under the seat and pulled out a small cake box from the backpack.

This is the raspberry mille-feuille pie that I bought at L'Atelier de Joël Robuchon before my flight.

Originally, I wanted to take a flight and look at the beautiful scenery outside the window while enjoying, for the sake of someone who was too frightened, I automatically donated it to him, eating sweets can calm the mood, stabilize irritability, panic mood, at this time the blind cat needs it more than me.

"Robuchon's raspberry mille-feuille pie !!," Han Sheng shouted.

"I know what it is!"

I carefully took out the mille-feuille faction, because of the relationship between the ice preservation, the mille-feuille faction did not melt at all, and it was not in vain that I walked on thin ice along the way, although it was a little hard, but it was also worth it.

"I'm a foodie, so I can't guess it! Han Sheng said proudly.

"If you like it, eat it!" I handed the mille-feuille to Han Sheng.

"What about you?" Han Sheng asked as he took the Thousand Layers Sect with one hand.

"I ate it a few days ago, it's okay, you can eat it!" I said to Han Sheng.

"Are you going to the Bund?" asked Han Sheng, taking a bite.

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That's right, I bought mille-feuille pie because I went for a walk with Haosheng on the Bund that day and accidentally found Robuchon on the other side.

"Let's go eat at Robuchon across the street, aren't you your favorite?"

After talking to Haosheng, he proposed.

"Do you remember?" I thought Hao Sheng had forgotten.

It was on my birthday many years ago, when he and Ho Sang went to Hong Kong to celebrate, he took me to Robuchon's birthday celebration, and I was amazed by the first time I ate a French restaurant, especially the raspberry mille-feuille pie and wedding imperial at the end, which was a perfect match.

After that, as long as Haosheng went to Hong Kong or Macau on a business trip, he would take a copy back to Xiamen for me, and even asked a friend to buy a wedding imperial for me in Ohzhou, so that he could drink it at any time 365 days a year.

Haosheng is so caring......

But, we can't go back.

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"Yes, I'm on the Bund. After Han Sheng's question, I recalled the incident two days ago

Yesterday, I thought that after going to Chongqing next, I would not be able to eat mille-feuille pie for a few days, so I went to buy it before I set off.

If you want to eat mille-feuille pie, it has nothing to do with missing Haosheng, it's just greedy.

"Didn't you get lost when you went by yourself?" Han Sheng then asked.

"I went with a friend. I answered truthfully.

"I didn't expect you to have friends in Shanghai," Han Sheng was surprised.

"It's not La! it's ...... My friend from Xiamen came to have a meal by the way. "That's right!

"Oh, let's go together next time!" Han Sheng said with a smile.

"Okay, you're in for a treat!" I heard that there was an opportunity to eat a free meal, and I immediately responded without saying a word.

"What's the problem then!" Han Sheng also replied cheerfully.

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Soon, more than three hours to Chongqing Jiangbei Airport, before getting off the plane, the blind cat was still frightened for a long time, until he was safe to land on the road before he let go of the handle.

Three hours away, I estimate that he took off for half an hour and was afraid, one hour to concentrate on eating, and the other half hour to descend and continue to be afraid, as for the remaining hour, the soul should not be on his body......

I now finally know why the blind cat would suggest that we take a boat to the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River on the way back, take the waterway and take the train back to Shanghai, in such a roundabout and time-wasting way.

Leaving the airport, we took a ride directly to the vicinity of the Liberation Monument. After checking in, we packed our bags and we went for a walk around the neighborhood and had dinner by the way.

Along the way, I enjoyed the scenery, and I found that Chongqing is a place that makes me feel very hard to walk, climbing up and down, as long as I accidentally take the wrong road, the thought of going back will make me feel like life is worse than death.

I've been to Qingdao before, and it's quite like this.

So no matter what, I'm going to follow in the footsteps of a blind cat like a koala, because I'm not a road idiot at all.

In the past few days, I have to deal with the blind cat, not to make him angry, not to challenge his authority arbitrarily, and to obey everything until I leave this mountain city safely.