Chapter 37 "Looks pretty familiar."

After flying ten nautical miles, turn right, circle the course, lower the altitude, start intercepting the course, and prepare for the approach procedure.

At this time the weather changed again. Under the command of Meng Liyue, Li Fuzheng flew the shortest fifth leg in history. He could even feel the light of lightning flashing on his face.

South China 6112 is still following.

The two planes landed at different altitudes, one after the other, two minutes apart. Li Fuzheng turned left, left the runway and headed towards the apron.

But the South China 6112 turned right when it broke away, so it was not in the same direction, and there was basically no chance of them meeting after landing.

"You guys are lucky, it landed pretty quickly."

After getting off the plane, we met the Shenlu crew who were waiting for the car. They had to land first, but the runway was too far away, and they taxied for half an hour before reaching the corridor bridge.

Li Fuzheng shook hands with Captain Shenlu and exchanged a few polite words. Everyone was complaining about this thunderstorm season.

"You're lucky to be able to make the return trip in ten nautical miles. You know I went to Pudong yesterday and went straight to the sea, which was sixty or seventy nautical miles..."

Li Fuzheng smiled and heard him mutter, "Speaking of which, did the pilot from South China know 119.7 tonight? He seemed to be very familiar with them."

119.7, the approach sector frequency where Meng Liyue is tonight.

The curve of his lips quickly curved away and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Apparently, he was not the only one who noticed that the brief radio conversation revealed a profound relationship.

"Maybe." He replied calmly.

After waiting for the crew's car to arrive and exchanging pleasantries, Li Fuzheng went to the company's parking lot to pick up the car, turned the steering wheel, and headed for the control center.

Meng Liyue still has some time before getting off work.

He parked the car, leaned back in his chair quietly, closed his eyes and took a nap.

It's still raining outside.

There was a knock on the car window. Li Fuzheng opened his eyes lazily and looked over. Meng Liyue smiled shyly at him: "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

His eyes fell on the curve of the girl's mouth, and after a moment he looked away, nodding his chin: "Get in the car first."

Just for a moment, he couldn't help but think of her state at work, which should be very different from now, with an incomparable contrast.

Meng Liyue left work faster than any other colleague today, as if she had a premonition that Li Fuzheng would come to pick her up after get off work.

Even before she actually saw Li Fuzheng, she would still secretly laugh at herself in her heart for holding on to such unrealistic expectations.

When she saw the familiar car parked on the side of the road from a distance and was sure that Li Fuzheng was there, all her delusions became happiness that she could grasp in her palms.

After getting in the car and fastening her seat belt, Meng Liyue leaned towards him and asked, "Have you been waiting for me for a long time?"

"Not bad." One hour. Li Fuzheng had never waited for anyone for such a long time before.

There were few people worth his time and effort.

The car stopped outside the control center, but I didn't think about whether I should do it or not, I just did it naturally.

"It rains more this year than in previous years. You'll come back just in the thunderstorm season." Meng Liyue tried hard to say something. She felt that Li Fuzheng was more silent than usual.

She was not used to the sudden silence and tried desperately to find a topic to talk about.

Li Fuzheng looked straight ahead, concentrating on driving. After a while, he spoke: "There will be another typhoon next month."

"Fortunately, the whole city doesn't have to worry about this problem."

As an inland city, we are basically free from the worries of typhoons, but bad weather is inevitable during the thunderstorm season.

"Here, besides following the controller's advice, you can also make your own choices and then discuss with us. I heard that the controllers in Guangzhou directly assign all the circumnavigation routes?"

"Yes, basically flying according to their instructions."

"They should have more experience with thunderstorms."

"It's okay if you go."

The words "Li Fu Zheng" seemed to be said casually, but they sounded particularly pleasant to Meng Liyue's ears.

The corners of her mouth curled up, and she said modestly: "It also takes a long time to practice."

Li Fuzheng seemed to smile, but soon returned to his casual and indifferent attitude.

"When you were abroad, were there any regulations that left a deep impression on you?"

This topic is quite fresh.

He raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment: "Yes."

Meng Liyue focused her curious eyes on him.

Li Fuzheng glanced at him casually, then quickly looked away and said slowly, "A few years ago, I flew from Porto to La Rochelle."

"There was a strike in France, so we arrived at La Rochelle Airport. We called several times in the airway but no one answered. We circled for more than ten times and finally had to make an emergency landing in another city."

Meng Liyue: “…”

She was suddenly speechless and didn't know what to say.

"This experience is indeed enough for you to remember deeply."

Li Fuzheng looked at her expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry in the rearview mirror, curled his lips and said, "When I was training to fly a single-engine aircraft, there was a problem with my headset. I couldn't communicate with air traffic control, and the local airport didn't accept me."

"What should I do?"

He said lightly: "We had no choice but to return. Fortunately, we had enough fuel that day."

Meng Liyue felt terrified just thinking about encountering such an unexpected situation, but Li Fuzheng was still able to calmly fly the plane back and land safely.

He was born to belong to the blue sky.

"Very amazing." Meng Liyue admired sincerely.

“It’s actually not that difficult to fly a plane.”

“…I’m afraid of heights.”

Meng Liyue was sitting in a commercial airliner and was able to barely suppress her fear of heights. As long as she didn't sit by the window and didn't look outside, she wouldn't be afraid.

But just imagining the thought of flying a plane herself gave her the chills.

Li Fuzheng only found out today that Meng Liyue, who was commanding the plane, was actually afraid of heights.

When they got home, Meng Liyue went to take a shower, but Li Fuzheng still used the guest bathroom. When he finished and entered the room, he happened to see her sneakily opening the bathroom and looking out.

"What?"

Meng Liyue only showed her head and blinked nervously: "I forgot to bring my pajamas."

She originally wanted to see if he was in the room. If not, she rushed out as fast as she could, picked up her pajamas and went back to the bathroom.

"I'll help you."

Li Fuzheng said it easily, as if it was just a piece of cake, and he also knew which dress she was wearing in the morning.

He picked up the champagne-colored satin pajamas set that was folded on the bedside, walked towards the bathroom, and handed it out.

The woman stretched out her arms, slender and white, with a delicate luster.

"Thank you!" Meng Liyue quickly took the pajamas and shrank back behind the door.

She came out after changing, holding the clothes in her arms and preparing to throw them into the washing machine, but her steps suddenly stopped.

The tall man was waiting next to the closet, directly blocking the way.

"What's the matter..."

Her heart beat faster when she saw him.

Li Fuzheng crossed his arms over his chest and asked calmly, "The man in the frequency today is your brother Huaizhi?"

The last few words had a prolonged ending, which sounded a little off.