Xiao Qiu sat on the plane, shaking the drink in his hand, leaning back in his seat, watching the approaching 7723 Town, and smiled. His smile was inscrutable. That was the town he could never forget, the town with a woman he could never forget.
Thinking of her again," he muttered. The captain walked out from the cockpit. Xiao Qiu took a gulp of liquor and said, "She's not worth it." The captain laughed heartily. "You little guy, lying in front of an old hand like me? Your eyes betrayed you." Xiao Qiu gave the captain a glare: "It's precisely because you're an old hand that you still don't have a wife." The captain seemed a little embarrassed and cleared his throat: "I just don't want to look for one. If I wanted to..."
"This time, the captain is truly saying goodbye, maybe forever." Xiao Qiu said calmly. The captain froze, not knowing whether it was his mind short-circuiting or what, and couldn't speak. Xiao Qiu didn't look at the captain's expression and just kept drinking.
"Yes, maybe it really is farewell. Don't you know? I don't know how many heroes my plane has carried. They are all heroes, but heroes have to pay the price for being heroes, the price of life. Farewell… I've heard it too many times. But remember, you are not there to be a hero. You have to come back alive!" The captain said with some anger. Xiao Qiu licked his lips and replied, "You talk too much. Isn't the plane about to arrive? Do you want the plane to disappear?"
The captain snapped back to reality and smiled: "I really can't lecture on big principles." Saying that, he went back into the cockpit.
"Get ready, we're about to land," the captain announced over the broadcast. Xiao Qiu checked his gear again and stood in the cabin, waiting for the green light to turn on. He twisted the ring on his hand: "Don't die, wait for me." The door opened, and Xiao Qiu shouted toward the cockpit, "Dad, it's time to trim your beard, or no one will want you." In the cockpit, the captain was already crying uncontrollably.
