PS: It is said that the monthly pass is doubled during the National Day? It is said that many authors have broken off?

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After a short breakfast, the time of arrival was getting closer and closer. Many passengers began to pack their bags and prepare to get off the plane later. Those by the window look out through the porthole, condescendingly looking down at the beauty of a foreign country.

Wang Bo's luggage was not much, it was a travel bag, and during the flight, he took a book and a walkman from the travel bag, and when he saw that the landing was approaching, he stuffed the book and the sound back into his travel bag.

Ning Qian, who was standing in the distance, watched Wang Bo's every move, until now, when she was about to land, arrive at her destination, and the two sides were about to separate, the other party still didn't say anything to her, not only did she not mention what happened last night to her, but she also didn't ask her for help, consultation, or chatting. Ning Qian, who had mixed tastes and was in a tumbling mood, once thought that as long as the other party called her over, she would let go of her hesitation and reserve, and took the initiative to tell the other party, "I am willing, I am willing to be your translator, Mr. Wang." ”

The man who had sorted his luggage for a while, and when he had finished packing his luggage, he began to look out the window, not even looking at her, as if he had completely forgotten the warm and intimate conversation between the two of them last night, and his earnest invitation to him.

"He must have been disappointed, even angry!" Ning Qian thought sadly, she really regretted dying. Last night, she also told the other party countless embarrassing things about her and her ex-boyfriend Gou Yongye, and her tone was full of "lamenting his misfortune and being angry with him"; however, in fact, how much better could she be than Gou Yongye? When the opportunity came, when the other party asked for her phone number and sincerely and sincerely invited her, she was held back, confined to the reserved and shy nature of women, and refused to say "I do" happily, but there she was hypocritical, and said "let me think about it" against her will.

Annoyed Ning Qian glanced at her watch, there were only twenty minutes left before landing, and after twenty minutes, she and him would end their fate for more than ten hours, and then they would go their separate ways, and the chance of seeing each other in the future would be extremely slim, almost zero, right?

As soon as she thought of this, the chagrin and remorse in Ning Qian's heart reached its peak, like a rolling flood, drowning her entirety at once. She felt like she could barely breathe, and there was an indescribable cramping pain in her heart, as if something important to her had been cut off by a sharp blade, and that part was speeding away with the passage of time, and she could have grabbed it, if not forever, at least to prolong the time she could have had it, and be with it.

And time can change everything!

"Initiative, only initiative, is the only way to make up for the regrets, chagrin and regret that you bring because of your indecision. A thought jumped out, at first it was just a small piece of consciousness, a little bit of spark, but the next moment, the spark began to burn, and the small piece of consciousness began to expand rapidly, expand, break through the barriers of consciousness, and occupy her entire mind at once.

Ning Qian's body began to tremble slightly, she expanded her hun voice, breathed deeply, and stared ahead at the man who made her feel very good outside the porthole. She began to move her steps, one step, two steps...... Two more steps to reach him.

At this moment, a colleague's sweet voice came from all around:

"Dear passengers, this flight is about to arrive at Charles de Gaulle International Airport in France, for your safety, please double check whether your seat back has returned to its original position, whether the small table in front of your seat has been stowed, confirm that the seat belt has been fastened and fastened, and make sure that all electronic devices are turned off! Air China once again thank you for your understanding and cooperation! Welcome to choose Air China again! Thank you!

“Ladies/and/Gentlemen，e/ill/soon/arrive……”

The broadcast sounded, and Ning Qian's courage that had been puffed up for a long time was interrupted, and then disappeared. She walked back to her seat like a puppet and sat down, mechanically fastening her seatbelt, with a consistent smile on her face, but this smile was demented and numb, as if it had been frozen by something.

"Well, let's just think it's a dream. Ning Qian leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes, and at the corners of her eyes were two drops of crystal clear and transparent liquid.

With the sweet voice of the flight attendant on the radio, after a long flight of more than ten hours, the plane finally flew over Paris, France, descended, landed, taxied, and finally slowly stopped on the tarmac of Charles de Gaulle International Airport.

First-class VIPs, who are three times more expensive, not only have "priority" when boarding, but also have priority when disembarking. Passengers in economy class often find that the plane is parked in place after landing and does not open the door for half a day - not that the door is not opened, but that people are letting first-class and business-class passengers who have spent more money go first.

After the plane came to a complete stop, the four first-class flight attendants, including Ning Qian, walked to the door of the cabin in unison, lined up in a row, and lined up to see off the departing VIPs.

Ning Qian stood at the end, two months back together, crossed her hands, placed in front of her lower abdomen, standing in a standard and elegant posture, like the three colleagues in front of her on the face of a flower-like smile.

However, behind the smile, there is a bitterness.

Since she finished her training half a year ago and began to become an official flight attendant, Ning Qian has seen thousands of passengers, for many young, handsome, educated, polite, and she also has a good impression of male passengers, as a single woman who has not yet had a boyfriend, based on the instinct of opposites attracting, when the two parties get off the plane and part, sometimes, she will faintly hope to see each other again.

But that's just a shallow hope. Time has passed, and after a few more days, the mood and state of mind that she used to have will soon be forgotten by her. After all, as a flight attendant, she comes into contact with too many passengers of all kinds every day, and there are too many interesting passengers.

However, there has never been a passenger who can be like the tall, sunny, and enthusiastic big boy, so that she has a strong, even strong heartache, inseparable feeling, even if she broke up with her ex-boyfriend Gou Yongye, she was not as heartbroken and lost as she is now, so reluctant.

Wang Bo carried his luggage and slowly moved forward with the nine passengers in front of him. After passing through the first class, then through the business class in front, and after passing through a corridor, the door of the cabin was lit up.

"Mr. Zhang, please go slowly!"

"Miss Li, goodbye, I hope to see you next time!"

“……”

The flight attendants greeted the VIPs who passed by one by one, bent down to greet them, and most of the VIPs nodded in response, saying goodbye or hard work. One by one, the VIPs with their luggage stepped out of the cabin door, down the gangway, and headed for the ferry minibus waiting for them below. Wang Bo fell last.

"Mr. Wang, ...... again Good bye. Ning Qian looked at the boy in front of her, she warned herself to be calm, and to act as if nothing had happened.

However, when Wang Bo turned his head to look at her, she found that neither her voice nor her body trembled uncontrollably.

So, she didn't look at the served VIPs with soft eyes like other flight attendants, and after saying goodbye to Wang Bo, she hurriedly lowered her head. She was afraid that if she said a few more words, she would no longer be able to control the emotions in her heart.

"Goodbye, Ning Qian, thank you for taking care of you along the way. Wang Bo looked at the girl in front of him and said.

"No...... You're welcome, Mr. Wang, this is my ...... I should have done it. Ning Qian still lowered her head, pursed her lips, and her voice trembled.

"Well, so be it. We...... See you next time. Wang Bo said, stretching out a hand towards the other party.

"Goodbye, Mr. Wang. Ning Qian, who lowered her head, saw Wang Bo's outstretched hand, and also stretched out her hand mechanically.

The two hands, one large and one small, suddenly clasped together, and within two seconds, they parted again.

"Bye-bye!" Wang Bo waved at the girl, turned and walked down the gangway.

Ning Qian froze, her heart almost stopped, and the next moment, it beat rapidly. She jerked her head up and chased after the distant figure, her little pale face turning from white to red. The girl held her right hand tightly and held the small note in her palm, and for a while, she only felt very happy.