rpbooks Chapter 372 I'm a Prepared Man!
Chapter 372 I'm a Prepared Man!
Chapter 372 I'm a Prepared Man!
Because no one was disturbed, the flight trip this time was very calm and smooth.
It took nearly two hours from Valencia to Amsterdam, and after a short stay in the city of tulips for half a day, Fan Bizhuang and his party boarded the flight again. This time the journey will take about ten hours.
The time has turned to the middle of the night. Through the windshield, you can see the dark sky outside. Occasionally, there are stars twinkling, as if they are so far away, there will be an illusion that people think that the stars are within reach.
The cabin is already quiet, most of the passengers have already fallen asleep, and occasionally someone can hear a slight dream talking, and from time to time, a beautiful flight attendant passes by, carefully covering the passengers with the slipped quilt.
"Would you like a drink, sir?"
Fan Bizhuang sat quietly in his seat, looking at the clouds and stars outside the window, in a daze.
A beautiful flight attendant asked him with a smile, pulling him back from his trance.He shook his head slightly, the flight attendant smiled again and walked away slowly.
Looking back, Geng Ziyu, who was sitting on the outermost side, had a blindfold on his eyes and was sleeping extremely well. Not only was there liquid flowing from the corner of his mouth, he was even snoring.
"This guy sleeps like a dead pig." Molina next to him stroked his forehead speechlessly, and joked, "This guy doesn't recognize the bed, and he can sleep so peacefully on the plane, which is considered a talent gone."
Molina also did not fall asleep. Whether it was a professional scout before or a football agent now, these two jobs require him to travel around. Molina has long been accustomed to the experience of becoming a trapeze.Normally, he would not feel any discomfort when flying by plane, regardless of the length of time, it would be a matter of closing his eyes and taking a nap anyway.
But today is a bit weird, I can't sleep no matter what.Perhaps it was because Fan Bizhuang was sitting beside him with his eyes open all the time, this "insomnia" state also affected him.
Fan Bizhuang smiled faintly, nodded, and turned his gaze out of the window again.
"What are you thinking, Fan?"
Since I can't sleep, I have to find something to do, otherwise such a long flight time, how boring the long night will be.
Obviously, chatting is a great way to relieve boredom.
"Tell me, what will the night in China look like? Will it be the same as here, with deep clouds and a quiet starry sky?"
Fan Bizhuang's tone was very low and light, with a trace of longing and unnaturalness.
He has never set foot on the land that only exists in his memory, but this time he wants to return to his hometown. The feeling of being close to the hometown is too exaggerated, but the feeling of sadness is inevitable.
When deciding to go to China in the summer, Fan Bizhuang felt that he was ready, but before he actually set foot on the land of his hometown, he was a little worried about gains and losses.Such emotions made him a little flustered.
Thinking, but not wanting; looking forward, but also a little apprehensive.
Molina can naturally feel the complex emotions of the teenager. No matter how mature and calm Fan Bizhuang is on weekdays, in the end, he is just a teenager under the age of 20. Life has brought him suffering and taught him to learn He has gained strength and independence, but life will not give him something called "nostalgia". There is a thing called home, no matter when, no matter where, it will always be buried deep in his heart.
"I don't know how the night in China is." Molina joked easily, "Because at this time...China may still be in the afternoon? The stars and moon come from there..."
Fan Bizhuang was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, and then began to talk as if he was taking care of himself.
"In my memory, I really don't have much impression of China. As long as I can remember, I have lived in Catalonia, not in Barcelona, but in a small suburban town not far from Barcelona. Well, I don't remember what it's called..."
"...I walk around, wander around, in order to make my stomach no longer feel hungry, in order to prevent myself from being bullied by others, I..."
"Later Aunt Azucena found me. When the woman with a warm smile extended her hand to me, I seemed to feel the smile of an angel. Yes, Aunt Azucena is the most holy angel... …Aunt Azucena held me and cried, 'Finally I found you, child!'" 'You have a home, child! ', at that time, I just felt that this woman's embrace was so warm, really warm..."
"We settled down in Barcelona, I had my own home, a new home, and relatives... But then... Aunt Azucena left... It's funny, my aunt's relatives rarely come to Barcelona, but After she left, everything came up, the house, the car...everything, they took it away...I can only live on the street again..."
"Actually, I don't care about those things, I really don't care... I just want my aunt to be by my side forever, but... Then Mr. Puerta came, and I went to Tongs and lived there...until you When I found it..."
"It was a sad city, but also a city full of memories... It was warm, it was cold..."
Fan Bizhuang spoke quietly, and Molina listened quietly. Molina naturally knew the boy's past experience, but when he heard the boy talk again, the sadness in his heart still kept pouring out.
A teenager who lived on the street since he was a child, struggling to survive, waves of such images hit Molina's heart, but they could only be turned into a sigh.
"Mr. Contrares, tell me..." Fan Bizhuang turned his head back and stared at Molina, "Will it feel like home there?"
"Yes."
Swallowing the three words "don't know" that came to his lips, two words of affirmation came out of his mouth.
Having tasted the warmth and warmth of people in life, and experienced the vicissitudes of life, the young people's desire for "home" is beyond ordinary people.
Molina pointed to the dark night sky outside the window, and the unknown distance.
"Most definitely."
Fan Bizhuang smiled, and finally closed his eyes gently.
Molina laughed too.
In the dark starry sky, a huge plane was still flying steadily, and the young man's heart had already drifted towards the destination he most yearned for.
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"Ah!"
"Ahhhhh!!"
"Ahhh!!!"
At the lobby entrance of BJ Capital Airport, three figures stood side by side, and a man with seven or eight large bags hanging on his body was holding his nose and sneezing repeatedly. With the cool night wind blowing, his nose and tears flowed together.
It was Fan Bizhuang and his party of three.
After about ten hours of sailing, the three finally arrived at BJ smoothly.
When we set sail from Amsterdam, the sky had gradually turned dark, and after landing, it was still pitch black outside. Because of the time difference, it was BJ's early morning and late at night.
While on the plane, Fan Bizhuang also asked Molina if he could see the night sky in China.Now I have indeed seen it, but it doesn’t feel very good. The dark night sky seems to be shrouded in a layer of gray-black gas, which is very similar to London, which is always smoggy. Hidden.
Although it is now close to the middle of May, it is the time when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, but the chill of spring is still coming from all directions, especially at night, when the temperature is close to zero, and the breeze blows, the kind of cold The feeling is still unbearable.
Geng Ziyu sneezed several times in a row, and the sad look of tears and snot flowing together made people laugh.
"Who made you sleep on the plane like a pig? If I hadn't kicked you hard a few times, you would be reluctant to wake up from your sweet dreams even if you made it to the station!"
Molina scolded with a smile, he was convinced of Geng Ziyu's ability to sleep. For ten hours, this guy didn't eat anything, didn't drink a drop of water, and didn't even open his eyes. So sleepy all the way to the end.
There was also a little disturbance during this period, because this guy slept so badly that it looked like he had slept in heaven at first glance. The flight attendants were still very frightened at the time, thinking that something happened to the passenger’s body The problem caused him to fall asleep all the time, and a random medical staff rushed over to check him up.
The result is that there is nothing wrong with it, this guy is lethargic.
Geng Ziyu ignored Molina's ridicule, but opened his arms, as if wanting to hug the air in front of him, bluffing and shouting.
"This is China, this is BJ!"
"BJ, I, Hu Hansan... No, I, Geng Ziyu, are back!"
The crazily shouting caused the passers-by to cast strange glances, and some even sneaked around a few of them. Obviously, they regarded Fan Bizhuang and his group as mental patients with brain problems.
Fan Bizhuang shook his head helplessly, subconsciously took a few steps back, and kept a distance from Geng Ziyu.
Geng Ziyu didn't notice it at all, just after he yelled, because the night wind was blowing again, he couldn't help but sneezed again and again, which made his open mouth smothered.
This guy didn't feel disgusted, so he wiped it casually with his sleeve, then squatted down and opened a bag.
"Hahaha, look, look, what is this?!"
"I've said it before, I, Geng Ziyu, am a prepared man! You only carry a backpack, what can you carry? Ha, at critical moments, you still have to rely on me!"
"Come on, Master Fan, Mr. Molina, put them all on!"
Geng Ziyu took out three down jackets from the bag, handed one to Fan Bizhuang and Molina each, and put on another one for himself, only then did he feel warm.
"It's really well prepared."
Molina couldn't help but sigh in admiration.He did a lot of homework before coming here, but he really didn't notice some details. Regarding the weather conditions in BJ, he is a foreigner, so he has no experience.
Fortunately, there is Geng Ziyu, the "landlord", who follows him and takes care of all kinds of things. This trip to China will save a lot of trouble.
"You are quite useful, Reporter Geng." Fan Bizhuang teased, then nodded, "Thank you."
(End of this chapter)