Chapter 55 Qingyun is because there are even better ones.

It took Jiang Mingxue a full five seconds to react, then she smiled, pursing her lips.

"I'm not easy to pursue."

Rong Chengzhou remained calm, showing no sign of disappointment: "Is it because of that guy from your university?"

Jiang Mingxue was somewhat surprised: "You knew?"

Rong Chengzhou nodded slightly: "I'm sorry, I overheard your conversation by chance at Beijing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine that day."

"It doesn't matter."

This is nothing to be ashamed of, and besides, Rong Chengzhou is her husband, so he should know about her past.

"Since you already know, it saves me the trouble of explaining it to you again," Jiang Mingxue said with a light smile.

The two highly intelligent individuals remained calm while discussing these topics.

Jiang Mingxue leaned back in the passenger seat and recounted: "After that incident, I also reflected on myself. Perhaps my psychological defenses were too low, which is why I was so easily fooled."

"Peipei." His calm gaze fell upon her, and he called her by her nickname softly and tenderly at the end of his sentence, "I'm different from them."

He looked into her eyes, her small face reflected in her dark pupils.

At this moment, he only had eyes for her.

Jiang Mingxue was deeply moved.

Over the past few days, she had developed feelings for and become dependent on Rong Chengzhou.

However, her romantic history is thin and unsuccessful, to the point that she can't quite distinguish whether those emerging feelings are due to companionship or because of liking.

She couldn't tell the difference herself, so she dared not make a hasty judgment.

She has been hurt before, so she is afraid of hurting others.

Fortunately, they were husband and wife for life, so whether they had feelings for each other or not made no difference to them.

"I know." Jiang Mingxue smiled with relief. "If I had met you first, you would never have disappointed me in love."

Rong Chengzhou looked at her and slowly spoke:

"I won't let you down in the future either."

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The two found a restaurant nearby for a meal, and then headed to the helicopter flight base.

Rong Chengzhou took Jiang Mingxue to the terminal to sign the flight experience agreement, then put on protective clothing and went to the tarmac.

There were more than a dozen helicopters parked on the spacious helipad. The boss and Rong Chengzhou were old acquaintances, so he directly assigned one of the helicopters to them and let them make their own arrangements.

Rong Chengzhou took her to the cabin and showed her around first.

The cabin was enclosed, and the scenery outside could be seen through the windows. Rong Chengzhou sat in the cockpit, his profile sharply illuminated by the afternoon sunlight.

The rotor gradually accelerated and began to spin. He placed his left hand on the collective pitch lever, his fingertips lightly tapping the metal rod. The roar of the engine suddenly increased, and the helicopter slowly rose to several hundred meters in the air.

With a slight twist of his wrist, he instructed her: "Flying a helicopter is similar to operating the simulator last time, but it's simpler."

Jiang Mingxue listened attentively and turned to observe his actions.

His gaze involuntarily moved upwards, landing on Rong Chengzhou's profile.

He was wearing a communication headset, and the sunlight slanted into the cabin, scattering into golden dots on his half-raised eyelashes.

The helicopter pierced through the clouds, bright light streamed in, and the fuselage swayed slightly.

The man's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, like a hawk watching the trajectory of air currents.

Calm, composed, confident, and even with a hint of dangerous wildness.

With a slight flick of the wrist, the machine regained its stability, and the slender fingers danced and tapped across the complex instrument panel and densely packed switches with ease, as if writing.

Everything was under his control.

Jiang Mingxue was distracted after just one casual glance.

This was the first time she had seen Rong Chengzhou sitting in the cabin, even though it was just a helicopter with a relatively low difficulty level.

Through this scene, one can almost imagine Rong Chengzhou wearing a neat flight suit, piloting a fighter jet at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

She just stared straight at him, a faint light in her eyes.

Her husband, Rong Chengzhou, was born to be an eagle soaring to the heavens.

"Did you understand?"

The helicopter hovered smoothly in mid-air. The man turned his head to look at her, and his deep, magnetic voice came through the noise-canceling headphones, interrupting her thoughts.

Jiang Mingxue snapped out of her daze and honestly replied, "I didn't understand."

Rong Chengzhou's gaze fell casually on her face as he slowly said, "You've been looking at me for half the time, so it's only natural that you don't understand."

"..." Jiang Mingxue's face suddenly turned red, and she awkwardly looked away.

I couldn't think of anything to refute him.

Rong Chengzhou slightly raised his lips: "It's okay, I'll teach you again."

Jiang Mingxue instantly felt relieved: "Okay."

Rong Chengzhou patiently demonstrated again for her, then slowly descended to the ground, and the two switched positions.

As the second flight began, Rong Chengzhou leaned over to help her fasten her seatbelt, checked all the indicators and instruments, and finally sat back in the co-pilot's cockpit: "Okay, we can take off now."

Jiang Mingxue sat in the helicopter cockpit, feeling both excited and a little nervous:

"Rong Chengzhou, what if I make a mistake and you fall down with me?"

Rong Chengzhou looked ahead, his tone calm yet tinged with arrogance: "With me here, it should be difficult for you to fall down."

Jiang Mingxue smiled: "But I want to try driving it myself."

The man nodded: "Okay, I won't interfere."

Jiang Mingxue sat in the pilot's seat, her hair tied in a neat ponytail. Her slender back was ramrod straight, and after putting on the flight suit, her usual gentle temperament was completely transformed into a dashing and heroic figure, yet there was not a hint of incongruity.

Her fingers were slender yet incredibly strong. She steadily lifted the collective pitch stick, causing the rotor blades to spin faster, and the helicopter ascended steadily under her control.

A feeling of weightlessness washed over her, and the girl's lips curved slightly upward, revealing dimples on either side.

She turned to look at him, her eyes gleaming with confidence: "Colonel Rong, do you dare to fly on my plane?"

The man chuckled softly, his clear, deep voice coming through the earpiece:

"Mrs. Rong, I would gladly die for you."

After saying that, the couple looked at each other and smiled.

The rotor blades tore through the air, and a strange feeling of weightlessness pressed her down into the seat. Jiang Mingxue focused intently ahead, her eyes clear and determined, following Rong Chengzhou's instructions, recreating the helicopter piloting process step by step.

The massive skyscrapers on the ground gradually shrank into tiny particles. Rong Chengzhou never gave her any instructions, but she hovered the helicopter at an altitude of two thousand meters without making any mistakes.

Rong Chengzhou slowly raised his lips, praising without reservation: "You've learned well."

"Of course."

Jiang Mingxue proudly straightened her back and generously accepted his praise.

She then pushed the control stick, propelling the helicopter forward. She skillfully controlled the course, maintaining a steady and gentle speed, and even had time to look at the scenery outside.

The view became vast and boundless, and the reinforced concrete became an exquisite miniature model. Through the cabin window, she could see the boundless sea, the endless mountains, and the river that looked like a silver ribbon in the distance.

She wandered freely among the sea of ​​clouds, her light and cheerful voice coming through the microphone:

"Rong Chengzhou, there are no roads or signs in the air. How do you control the flight path? Won't you get lost?"

A static-like reply came through the noise-canceling headphones: "No, the plane has a specific navigation system."

"What if there's no signal, or the weather is bad?"

"There are navigation towers on the ground. As long as you find the towers, you won't get lost."

Jiang Mingxue seemed to understand but not quite, and murmured softly, "As long as we don't get lost, at least we can find our way home."

Her voice was very soft, and the signal was weak and intermittent, so Rong Chengzhou couldn't hear her clearly: "What?"

Jiang Mingxue smiled nonchalantly: "It's nothing."

As the helicopter weaved through the clouds, she suddenly exclaimed, "My first skydiving experience was in a helicopter. After I got the hang of it, I went to Huzhou Gorge. I never thought I'd get to experience flying a helicopter someday."

Rong Chengzhou tilted his head and asked, "Did you skydive often before?"

Jiang Mingxue: "It's alright. Cheng Ying and I are both busy with work, so we only jump around twice a month at most."

Rong Chengzhou nodded slightly: "Mm."

After a two-second pause, he asked casually, "Is Ning Yanzhe with you too?"

When the old topic was brought up again, Jiang Mingxue keenly sensed an unusual atmosphere. After considering her words carefully, she replied cautiously, "We met relatively late; he's only been with us for the last two years."

After speaking, he carefully observed Rong Chengzhou's expression.

Seeing that he had a blank expression and no other emotions, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Rong Chengzhou replied with a short, abrupt syllable: "Oh."

After another half minute of silence, just when Jiang Mingxue thought the topic was over, the deep, stern voice of the man beside her rang out again: "Next time you go skydiving, you can look for me."

His gaze was deep and unwavering, carrying an undeniable certainty:

“I’m more suitable than him.”

Jiang Mingxue was taken aback for a moment, then laughed:

"Colonel Rong, you're arguing with a child. Don't you feel ashamed of your own status?"

Rong Chengzhou asked in a flat voice, "Don't you just like girls younger than you?"

Jiang Mingxue didn't understand: "Where did you get that conclusion? I never said that. It just so happens that the boy in college is a year younger than me."

"Really?" The man turned his head, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "Don't you like younger women?"

Jiang Mingxue didn't understand his logic and asked him in return, "What does liking or not liking have to do with age?"

The man's brows relaxed slightly, and even his voice carried a hint of pleasure:

"You're right, liking something has nothing to do with age."

Jiang Mingxue gave him a strange look, not understanding what he was struggling with.

In the blink of an eye, the helicopter flew above the sea. The distant sunset glow cast a golden rim on the coastline, perfectly framed in the landscape where the sky meets the sea.

Jiang Mingxue held her breath and pushed the lever, causing the helicopter to hover in mid-air.

She patted the man's arm beside her: "Rong Chengzhou, look over there, it's so beautiful."

The boundless sea is like a huge, deep blue ribbon. A huge, molten gold-like sunset is slowly sinking below the horizon, dyeing the vast sea into a flowing, shimmering gold, as beautiful as a painting.

"It is quite beautiful."

Rong Chengzhou looked in the direction of the voice, which was faint and devoid of any inflection.

Such scenery was commonplace for him during his daily training or missions, and after a while, he found it rather dull.

But for Jiang Mingxue, it was a rare natural sight.

She gripped the steering wheel, her eyes fixed on the magnificent scenery, shimmering with tiny lights, a blend of the blue of the sea and the red of the setting sun.

With his head tilted towards him, Rong Chengzhou turned his head and happened to see this scene.

Bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, Rong Chengzhou's eyebrows twitched slightly as he suddenly realized that the scenery behind him was not so boring after all.

Noticing the man's gaze, Jiang Mingxue frowned and couldn't help but accuse him:

"Rong Chengzhou, such beautiful scenery, why aren't you looking at it?"

The girl's voice was gentle, and even when she was angrily scolding someone, it didn't make anyone feel uncomfortable.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he suddenly leaned forward.

His thin lips covered hers, his deep voice slightly hoarse:

"Because there are even better-looking ones."