Chapter 44 Ordinary Flight Finale
The room was empty, and everything worth remembering was stuffed into Pan Hongsheng's bag.
Touch your computer monitor, which is full of dust.
He can't remember how long he hasn't swept away the dust of these years.
"Do you really want to go?" Su Ya didn't know when she appeared in front of the door and bit her lips gently...
Pan Hongsheng did not answer and casually pressed the answering machine.
"Little Pan? Are you there? After hearing this message, I immediately packed up my things. The matter of you killing the guards of the National Security Group has been made big! I can only procrastinate. Hurry up and go!"
The answering machine made a harsh and busy sound after a "drop", and there was a silence in the room.
"Cum coo!" The thrushes in the bird cage in front of the window chirled nervously, and it seemed that they also felt the depression of the atmosphere.
Pan Hongsheng's action of packing down slowly. He looked at Su Ya with a complicated look, as if his eyes were like a camera, to expand all the images of the woman.
"I discussed with Xiaoxue. We are still... very uncomfortable with life abroad. We are still old. What should we do when we leave?" When Su Ya said these words, she didn't look at Pan Hongsheng.
"It's okay, I understand." Pan Hongsheng smiled, but there was a little sadness in his smile: I won't force you to do anything, not before, not now, and not in the future.
Su Ya covered her mouth and left, and her steps were very messy.
Pan Hongsheng went straight into the car with his luggage.
Flight 117, an empty airport.
No one sent me.
The old man named me Pan Hongsheng, which means that I can sing and move forward step by step, and the lucky stars shine, step by step... It's a very simple and easy-to-understand name.
But I have obviously not followed his old man's will. I have always been deviant. Even in the national security group, which symbolizes the highest executive power, I have not restrained my nature.
I used to be dissatisfied with my situation at this time and thought that for this land, these people in this country have done so much that they should enjoy more and less restraint.
But returning from those hard-to-guard funerals made me think a lot.
No matter how ordinary people are, they have family, children, friends... and their own life and world.
You can't trample on other people's world and deprive others of everything because of your own strength.
I used to think that I did it right and saved everything by myself, but from the eyes of the family members of the guards I killed, I saw despair.
For them, family is everything, and I have no complaints.
I tried to persuade myself to be more open, but I didn't succeed. This time, even the flower demon couldn't make me relieved.
Speaking of flower demons, I really didn't expect this girl to secretly fall in love with me... I have been following the rule that "you can't turn the woman under your hand into a woman in your hand", but this time it seems to be an exception.
"Would you like me to take you on the plane? Sorry, there are no seats on the direct flight. I bought an ordinary flight, which will be slower. The red-faced flower demon looked at me with profound meaning.
Maybe she feels sorry for me? I didn't expect that she thought she was a confidant everywhere, and in the end, she was the only figure inseparable?
I took a deep breath of smoke. Maybe only in front of the woman, the flower demon, can he smoke in the car without hesitation.
Yesterday's scene is rolling in my mind:
"Jiajia, you know, she doesn't even want the opportunity to stay with her mother... and Miss Wang..."
Yes, everyone has their own ties, only I don't. Now think about it, the old man applied for Swiss nationality for me at that time. Maybe he had expected it today at that time.
"Please keep your ticket."
Miss Aircrew in a red uniform is very beautiful, but Mandarin is not standard with a dirty smell, and her teeth are also a little beige.
Looking back again, this familiar city,
Hehe, that's fine; let her go...
A few hours in the air are as long as a few years.
I began to think about the first half of my life.
What on earth did you do?
Is it a success or a mess?
Over the years, I have had wealth, status and honor that ordinary people can't imagine, but what has it brought to the people who love me?
Did I really make the girls happy? Or are you worried again and again?
I tried to figure out how many times I had lost my word to the girls, but in the end I failed.
Maybe... they have had enough of the promises I can't fulfill again and again?
"Can you turn that thing off?" I suddenly blushed and stood up with a thick neck, which scared the stewardess to step back a few steps.
My ungentlemanly behavior was immediately despised by the passengers around me, but I was not in the mood to care about it.
This old-fashioned plane is still like an urban and rural bus, with closed-circuit television in the aisles. Now it is playing Mount Fuji Spring Poison.
As an atypical filmmaker, I have seen countless bad films. I think I will look at everything calmly, but this film still makes me lose my temper.
But my rude behavior is not worthless. CCTV has been replaced with a stick drama, okay... At least these sticks are very serious about acting in movies.
When I arrived in Switzerland, I realized that winter came in a state I didn't know.
It is snowing heavily. It is said that Milan, the gorgeous capital in the snow, is just a vulgar prostitute in my eyes. It is not even as good as a static picture on my laptop.
A large group of people came to pick up at the airport, of all skin colors; these white and black people also have half-yellow and non-black-skinned people, happily welcome their relatives, friends and colleagues.
A young man and woman are still kissing in public. The person next to them doesn't even have a side face. Obviously, they have seen the world.
Fight for his mother's couple! When I passed them, I deliberately rubbed them, and the white young man with a big nose actually smiled and said to me, "Shao Rui".
I thought that even if it was not good, Douglas would come to greet me. Even if women were unreliable, the feelings between men were much more reliable. However, Douglas only sent a bald Pang driver to pick me up and directly took me from the airport to the Sunflower Hotel.
This is the hotel where I stayed with Su Ya Su Xue and others when I was on a mission last time. It turned out that the hotel had gone bankrupt. During the global economic downturn, it was divided into countless commercial houses for sale, but the lobby toilet was still the kind of hotel's bronzing style.
"Sir, if you need anything, please call me. Don't call Mr. Douglas's work number again. He's very busy."
The bastard bald driver dared to talk to me like this. It seemed that he realized that his master was indifferent to me.
People walk away with cold tea... Ha ha, I already guessed it, it's nothing.
But this situation still makes me feel very uncomfortable. When I walked through the corridor, I even wanted to throw my luggage directly on the wall and rushed directly to Douglas and beat him hard.
The door opened. Unexpectedly, there was a female waitress in uniform inside, wearing a low-brimmed hat.
"This is..." I suddenly realized that Douglas was likely to judge other people's thinking by his own pleasure, so he arranged a meat meal for me.
The waitress quietly walked to the door and kicked the door with her slender legs.
The long waterfall-like hair flowed out of the low-brimmed hat, and the familiar face distorted my expression: "Xiao Ling! You!"
"Do you want to throw us away and come here to find a foreign girl? No way!"
Wang Xiaoling pushed me down in **. At this time, the door of the toilet opened and a lot of people rushed out...
"Xiao Ya, Xiao Xue... You..."
Su Ya looked around proudly: "How's it going, sisters? My acting skills are good, right?
"Yes, look at his poor little look! It's like an abandoned little curly dog..." Xu Shu actually pinched my face with his hand! The smile is a little ferocious.
Later, I couldn't hear it clearly. I only felt that my ears were buzzing, and countless pillows flew towards me...
In a trance, I saw Douglas' grandson. Standing in front of the door, he held a blonde girl with a glass of red wine in his right hand and raised it to me: "Brother, this is life."
My eyes were covered by the feathers flying out of the pillow. I looked back at the ticket on the ground in the noise and smiled.
(End)