"Dear passengers, please note that flight mu5712 from Beijing to Dehong is now boarding. Passengers who have not checked in should go to counter 3 as soon as possible. The check-in time is 17:55.
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"Dear passengers, please note..."
Due to a sudden heavy rain in Yunnan, flight mu5712, which was originally scheduled to take off at 16:00, was delayed for two hours. Complaining passengers rushed into the entrance of the terminal after hearing the registration notice.
The airport staff, who had long been accustomed to accusations and abuse, opened the gate and checked tickets in order.
The crowded flow of people moved forward at a snail's pace.
At this time, a pretty little girl in the team looked back uneasily, then raised her face and asked her mother, "Mom, mom, I stepped on my sister's foot, do you want to say I'm sorry?"
The girl's mother gave the girl a definite reply, "Of course, if you do something wrong, you have to say sorry."
The little girl apologized to a tall and thin sister wearing a baseball cap behind her, "I'm sorry, sister, I stepped on you."
My sister was wearing pure white canvas shoes, but unfortunately they were stained accidentally.
The little girl waited quietly for a while, but did not get the expected reply. She was a little discouraged and shy, so she held her mother's hand and asked her sister what to do if she ignored her.
So, the little girl's mother patiently apologized to the girl again.
However, there has been no response.
A hurt expression appeared on the little girl's fair face. She looked at her mother and then her sister. Suddenly, she lowered her mother's neck and whispered: "I found that my sister's eyes can't turn around. Is she stupid?"
The little girl's mother was silent, touched her child's head, raised her index finger, and warned her not to be rude.
Soon it was their turn to check the tickets, and this small episode passed quickly.
Unexpectedly, the little girl met the sister whose eyes could not move again in the first class cabin. This time, there was someone beside her who looked very similar to her sister.
"Uncle, are you your sister's father?" The little girl mustered up her courage, pointed at her sister who had stopped moving after sitting down, and asked the people around her.
Gong Mingjun was stunned, and then shook his head, "I am her uncle."
"Oh." The little girl repeated her uncle seriously, "Can I apologize to you?"
Gong Mingjun was completely confused by the little girl's behavior, "Why do you have to apologize to me?"
The little girl stuck out her pink tongue and explained sheepishly: "I accidentally stepped on my sister just now. I apologized to her, but she ignored me...Uncle, is my sister angry with me?"
Gong Mingjun's bloodshot eyes instantly turned as dim as night.
He couldn't bear to look at his niece who was frozen like a sculpture outside the window. For six whole hours, she maintained the same expression and posture without saying a word.
He touched the little girl's cute and tender face, and his voice became hoarse, "Sister is not angry with you, she doesn't want to talk."
The little girl nodded in understanding, waved to Gong Mingjun, and went back to find her mother.
When the flight stopped in Kunming for more than an hour, the little girl and her mother met her sister and uncle again at the restaurant in the airport. It seemed that, like herself, they were not used to airplane meals and chose to eat in a fast food restaurant.
Fill your stomach.
My sister was still sitting on the orange chair, motionless.
The brim of the black hat covered half of her face, making it unclear whether she was happy or angry.
Then, the little girl's eyes suddenly widened.
She took her mother's hand and shook it vigorously, with a look of disbelief on her face, "Look...Mom...look...uncle moved the entire restaurant in front of my sister..."
On the orange-red dining table, from burgers to fried chicken, from sundaes to Cokes, you can basically find all the delicacies on the restaurant's signature table.
The little girl bit into her French fries in frustration, "Mom, when will you be as nice as your uncle is to your sister..."
The little girl's mother frowned and educated her child, "Xuanxuan, in kindergarten, how did the teacher teach you how to use food?"
"It's glorious to be thrifty, but shameful to waste." The little girl replied smoothly, while secretly glancing in the direction of her sister. After taking a look, she couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "My sister won't eat! Mom, my sister is wasting food!"
The little girl's mother turned around and saw that the middle-aged man had left enough food for five or six people and chased the weird girl.
Gong Liangjun went to the flight attendant and asked for a cup of hot water, "Xiaoxue, don't worry uncle, okay? Come on, drink the water and moisten your throat." How could she last until the day of the funeral without eating or drinking?
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In the eyes of the little girl, the weird girl, the girl whose eyes can't move, the girl who doesn't care if her foot is stepped on, is none other than his niece, Gong Xue.
The rim of the cup was placed against her mouth, and Gong Liangjun tried to tilt it and feed it into her mouth.
However, the warm water flowed down her pale lips, and her white down jacket was soon soaked. Her pupils were condensed into a point, like a motionless puppet, just staring at the plane window.
In the darkness outside, Gong Mingjun shed tears sadly.
The little girl has been observing them quietly.
I really don’t understand why my sister looks so sad. Although she didn’t say a word from the beginning to the end, at such a young age, she can feel the condensed energy in her sister through her empty black eyes.
A sadness that frightened her.
Seeing the poor uncle sitting down with red eyes, the little girl leaned forward and whispered to her mother: "Is your sister also without a father like me?"
The little girl's mother was shocked and didn't expect her daughter to mention her husband who died unexpectedly.
She was about to reach out to cover the child's mouth to prevent her childish words from hurting others, but her daughter saw through her intention and quickly dodged away.
With a small and delicate face, there is a formality that cannot be ignored. She pointed at her mother and said unconvincingly: "When daddy went to heaven, you were like this too..."
February 2, 2005 at 23:50.
The flight from Beijing to Dehong, Yunnan, finally landed at the airport in heavy rain.
It was close to early morning, and there were not many people at the airport. Therefore, the row of soldiers with solemn faces and neat lines at the pick-up gate became more and more special.
If you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that many of them have stains, mostly on their faces and exposed parts of their clothes. There are more or less traces of new injuries and old injuries superimposed.
"Captain, they are coming!" The first person to spot Gong Liangjun was Wang Feng, the sniper with the best eyesight.
At a glance, he saw a middle-aged man who looked like Vice Captain Gong in the crowd, holding a tall and thin girl wearing a baseball cap, walking quickly towards them.