"Don't worry! Notify me when the plane lands, don't worry me. Xinyi looked at the back of the writer who was gradually moving away, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart.

Wenhao has been entering the airport for a long time with his suitcase, but Xinyi is still watching stupidly outside.

After a while, I heard the announcement from the airport, "The plane to ×× city is about to take off, please bring your luggage and prepare to board." ”

Xinyi stood outside the concourse and watched as the passengers began to board the plane. "Huh! Isn't this the plane you just saw? The writer also said that he came to pick him up, and it was true. ”

Xinyi was talking to herself, and couldn't help but laugh secretly. She watched as the plane took off, and then slowly walked to the parking lot alone.

Xinyi suddenly lost the interest when she came, only her lonely figure remained, and the way back felt very long in an instant, she got into the car and took a deep breath.

"When the writer is away, I have to work hard to live every day." Xinyi whispered to herself, barely squeezing out a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Xinyi subconsciously looked at the time, and it was seven o'clock in a blink of an eye, and the time was really fast.

"How can there be an unread text message here?" Xinyi looked at the content curiously.

"Wife, I was busy boarding the plane just now, I forgot to praise you, it's not easy to go the wrong way this time, there is progress, pay attention to safety on the way home."

This should have been sent when the writer was about to shut down.

Xinyi looked at the text message, and a warm current of warmth welled up in her heart, and she silently recited it in her heart. "Husband, I really love you more and more."

Then Xinyi took out her mobile phone and began to track the itinerary of Wenhao's flight.

Wenhao always takes planes, as long as he goes to other places on a business trip, Xinyi is a little worried, for fear that there will be problems with the plane, so she specially downloaded the software to track flights.

This software can record the flight status of the aircraft in real time, what time it takes off, what time it arrives, and which city it passes through.

Xinyi opened the software and saw that the plane in which Wenhao was sitting had safely sailed straight ahead. The writer flew away, and there is nothing for her to miss here, so let's hurry home!

It was already dawn, and the number of vehicles on the road began to increase, Xinyi glanced at the co-pilot's seat, and suddenly felt empty in her heart.

About an hour and a half later, Xinyi arrived home, and she immediately opened the aircraft tracking software, which showed that it was still flying.

"According to the time, it should be almost the landing time, why are you still flying, could it be ......" Xinyi began to ask into her phone.

As long as the plane didn't land, Xinyi wasn't in the mood to do anything else, just stared at the phone screen.

Over the years, she has been getting along with the writer, although Xinyi has never had those sensational words in front of the writer, but she knows very well that the writer is the best person in the world for her, and that kind of love has transcended all kinds of feelings and is the eternal only in her heart.

Xinyi walked around the living room, refreshing the progress of the plane's voyage for a while.

Xinyi struggled for more than half an hour, and finally saw a message that ×× plane had landed safely and the flight was over.

Xinyi took the mobile phone and happily kissed it on the phone. "The writer has finally landed safely."

At this time, the writer also came with a text message. "Wife, I've arrived safely, how are you, are you home?"

"Husband, don't worry! I'm home safely. Xinyi replied quickly.

Wenhao was also very worried about Xinyi on the plane, afraid that she would go the wrong way, afraid that she would sleep on the highway, and afraid that she would not be concentrated...... is also all kinds of worries, looking forward to the plane landing soon, so that they can report safety to each other.

In fact, the writer is reluctant to be happy, but for the sake of life, gathering less and leaving more, it is also a helpless thing.

But the biggest shortcoming of the writer is that he can't confess, and he can't use rhetoric, in his heart, it seems to be more convincing than those euphemistic and beautiful warm and soft words.

Xinyi sometimes complains about the writer, how can he be like a piece of wood, not romantic or sensational at all. Many times, the writer just blushed and smiled.

After Wenhao arrived at Feiyue Company, he began to eat and drink with everyone, and in a blink of an eye, he threw Xinyi out of the clouds, maybe this is the commonality of men, only when a person is lonely and lonely will he think of love.

Xinyi was alone in front of the huge room, looking a little bleak, when the writer was not at home, she could only transfer the most sincere and passionate love to Junpeng.

In the evening, Xinyi sat quietly in front of the computer, flipping through the chat records with the writer one by one.

In the past, when Wenhao was at home, Xinyi sat in front of the computer, and Wenhao always curled up in the sofa, watching TV, while waiting for Xinyi to sleep, even when he yawned, he didn't complain at all.

Sometimes, Xinyi also said to Wenhao coquettishly: "Husband, are you sleepy and want to sleep, you have to carry me to bed." ”

The writer likes Xinyi's coquettishness, "Okay! ”

Xinyi stood on the sofa, spread her arms, and waited for Wenhao to carry her into the room to sleep.

Wenhao hugged Xinyi is breathing step by step, his face was flushed, and he said very hard: "Wife, your weight is really getting bigger!" This makes me tired, and my waist is about to break. ”

But Xinyi still didn't give up, so she had to let the writer go in. "You're old! I have grown a body of empty flesh, this physical strength is far worse than when I was young, and my light and fluttering body is like a little ant, and you are still complaining. ”

In order to show the strength of the man, the writer still said stubbornly: "You really don't have backache when you stand and talk, there are such heavy ants!" I'm about to become a little fat pig. ”

Then Xinyi mischievously learned a few pig meows, "Huh...... Hmph......"

Wenhao was so amused that he really had no strength, and before he could go to the bedside, he put Xinyi down.

Fortunately, Xinyi was prepared, and quickly got up from the ground, pinched Wenhao's nose and said, "You are trying to murder me, so hold on for a while!" Throw me to the ground halfway, not only will my salary be deducted, but you will also be punished for writing a review. ”

Wenhao slumped on the bed, panting vigorously on all fours, the sweat in his head dripped down his cheeks, and he said to Xinyi with his eyes slightly closed:

"Wife, I'll surrender, it seems that this body is really not as good as it was back then, with no fat, but no strength, it's really ashamed!"

"You can't do it! Time is a knife to kill pigs, always urging people to grow old! ”

"Haha...... That's all for today! The drill failed, and I was completely defeated by reality. ”

Xinyi looked at the way the writer begged for mercy, and she also felt very interesting, and said to the writer with a smile: "This girl will give you another word, the imagination is very plump, and the reality is very skinny!" ”

Wenhao sneered. "Cut! The girl is not far from grandma, and this sentence is still sent by you! Everyone on earth knows it. ”

Then they began to laugh maniacally.

"In the middle of the night, I thought I was pinched by a ghost! Hurry up and go to bed! After Wenhao finished speaking, he hugged Xinyi, and the two fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

Xinyi looked at the chat history, her face was filled with a sweet smile, and the warm moment was always so short.

In the past, when the writer was not on a business trip, Xinyi always picked a bone in the egg, deliberately found fault with him, and went against him everywhere, but now, we have to look at each other across the screen like this.

Thinking about it, I suddenly saw the avatar of the writer flashing, "Wife, I haven't slept yet!" I'm just looking for you, and you'll give me a drawing in a moment and give it to my cousin tomorrow morning. ”

In the past, writers often asked Xinyi to make drawings, and they had to be completed quickly, and they had to learn to put most of the close-ups.

When I typed the drawings for the first time, because Xinyi's speed was slow, she didn't finish it within the specified time, which delayed the progress of the work, and was severely criticized by the writer.

Wenhao only told Xinyi which version of the software to enter, and didn't teach her how to operate it at all, Xinyi was also out of self-esteem, and didn't dare to ask Wenhao more, so she should bother to study it herself!

As soon as she opened the software, Xinyi was a little confused, and found that the whole software was all displayed in English, not even a single Chinese word, no way, she could only try to open a window by window, and then record the Chinese meaning corresponding to English, after many operations, she gradually became familiar with it.

After Xinyi learned this software, she was very happy, and she was especially looking forward to the writer being able to arrange a job for her again.

As soon as Xinyi saw that Wenhao asked her to print the drawings, she replied with confidence on her face. "Okay! Send it over! No matter how many there are, that's not a big deal. ”

In the past, the writer asked Xinyi to make drawings, but she always shirked it, and she had never been so happy.

"Wife, the atmosphere is a little wrong today! Why don't you complain, if you follow your previous thinking, you will definitely question me, in the middle of the night, and still tossing around, whether you let people sleep. ”

"Huh...... You don't understand this, right? At that time, it was because I couldn't figure it out, but now it's different, strict teachers make high apprentices, for this matter of sending drawings, I have already practiced repeatedly, and working with you, you have to fight a prepared battle, otherwise you will always be buried, and call me stupid, that's not a thing! Let's fly first with a stupid bird, so as not to be reprimanded by someone again. ”

When the writer saw this, he couldn't cry or laugh, he was really a little embarrassed, and then he sent a bunch of laughing emojis.

"Wife, yes! I'm speechless......"

Then the mailbox in the lower right corner began to prompt, Xinyi lightly clicked, and saw more than a dozen drawings, which were the fruits of the writer's work after work.

"Leader, the drawings have received ......," Xinyi replied.

"That's hard, it looks like you'll have to stay up late tonight." Wenhao said a little distressed, although he often works until midnight three watches, but that is what he likes, tired and happy, but Xinyi is not! She didn't have the slightest interest in this aspect, she just followed the instructions of the writer.

"Husband, you work harder, just such a little work, it will be solved in an hour, and you can't always stay up late! I only sleep three or four hours a day, and if this goes on for a long time, my body will be scrapped. ”