Who was this?
Who was this man who was elegantly looking out of the window with his chin in his hand, his flawless side profile, his dazzling golden-brown hair, and his noble black suit? Why did he suddenly appear in the first-class cabin?
She quickly scanned the entire cabin. Where was he? Where did that arrogant masked man go? She even went to check if the safety door had been opened.
It had never been opened. Then where did this person come from? Thinking of this, she felt a chill down her spine. She pulled the dining cart backward and pushed the door open with her butt. Just as she was about to shout, the passenger who had " descended from the sky " spoke.
"What are you doing?" When she turned around, he successfully concealed the excitement in his heart and replaced it with a cold and arrogant gaze as he looked at her who was stuck in the crack of the door. "Wasn't that meal supposed to be delivered to me?”
She pulled her head back from the other side of the door and saw a pair of eyes that were as blue as the sky but colder than an iceberg in the North Pole. Under the eyes was a handsome nose bridge, and under the nose bridge was a sexy tightly pursed lips. Although the green stubble around his lips made him look a little worn out, there was no doubt that this man was a perfect example created by the exchange between China and the West.
"Are you going to keep looking at me like this?”
The cold voice pulled her back to her senses. She lowered her head in panic because her face seemed to be burning.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot, come over here, I need a drink.”
She raised her head, and the anger of an Aries was immediately provoked by his arrogant words. With such an unforgettable gaze and tyrannical tone, who else could it be but the guy she had helped onto the plane from the waiting room?
Then, she caught a glimpse of the Arabian clothing that had been thrown to the side and the white hat on the other chair. She immediately understood everything and felt annoyed at being fooled.
Although she was annoyed, her professional training still allowed her to put on a friendly smile in a second and urge the sweet voice in her throat.
"Sir, would you like chicken chop, pork chop or…"
"I don't eat pork. Don't you know that Middle Easterners don't eat pork?”He interrupted her in disgust.
I know, because you are an arrogant pig, you cannot eat your companions. Thinking of this, she felt the pleasure of revenge, and her smile continued to be so sweet.
"Then give me some beef!"
He waved impatiently." Give me a glass of whiskey.”
'That's great,' she thought with satisfaction. If you get drunk and fall asleep soon, I can save myself the trouble of serving you here. If your drinking is too bad and you want to dance in the first class cabin, I can take the opportunity to beat you up on the grounds of flight safety.
She happily watched him finish a glass of whiskey as if it were boiling water, and eagerly poured him a second glass.
Faisel's eyes, which were dull because of his heavy heart, looked coldly at her, who was standing in front of him with a smile.
"You look very happy!" His lips held the rim of the cup, and his eyes that seemed to be uninterested in anything seemed to be indifferent, but in fact, he was sizing her up.
This was a dazzling eastern woman with a delicate and exquisite body and a pair of clear and transparent eyes. He admired the confidence in her eyes, as well as her stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat.
"This is because it's our honor to have you fly Evergreen Airlines. I'm very happy to have the opportunity to serve you.”His answer was really fluent! She applauded herself for being able to recite the company's dogma backwards.
"A commercial answer." Faisel turned his face away unhappily and finished the wine in his glass.
She frowned slightly. So what if it was commercial? Could it be that you would rather hear me say that there is a fire burning in my heart when I see you?
The strong alcohol entered his throat. The spiciness not only numbed the pain, but also somewhat eased his depressed mood. He buried himself in the soft chair and closed his eyes to feel the alcohol numbing his nerves inch by inch.
"Do you still need it?" She bent down and asked kindly.
He did not answer.
If she didn't answer, should she continue standing or push the dining cart out? She thought to herself in annoyance, what a damned fellow. She glanced at the bottle in her hand and suddenly had an urge to pour the entire bottle of whiskey on that handsome but arrogant face.
As if she heard him sigh, she moved her face closer to him to make sure that it was a sigh or the sound of sleeping.
Her eyelids suddenly opened and met her probing gaze. She was so frightened that she immediately straightened up, her heart pounding wildly again.
Faisel looked at her blushing face in amusement and suddenly felt much better.
"Where is this plane going?"
Eh? His tone had changed. He still looked awe-inspiring. His tone was not cold and arrogant, but it was much friendlier.
"Taiwan."
" Taiwan…" he repeated in a low voice. He knew this place. He heard that it was a beautiful and wealthy island.
"You don't know where the plane is going? " Then you…" His cold gaze stopped her from speaking.
"Tell me, what kind of place is Taiwan?”
"Sir, if you want to know more about Taiwan, I can play the video for you.”She answered in pure English.
"No." He refused without any interest. "I want to hear you say that your voice is very nice.”After saying that, he adjusted his seat to a comfortable position and closed his eyes.
Her heart beat irregularly again. It was really annoying. Why was she so excited like a first-love girl because of an emotionless compliment?
"You can start."
Looking at him closing his eyes and still acting high and mighty, she thought to herself, Why did I have to introduce Taiwan to him? She was not a tour guide.
"I'm sorry, sir. I can only play the video for you. I can't..."
"I know this request is a little too much, but can you make an exception for me?”He opened his eyes and looked at her.
She found that she could not reject those blue eyes at all. When they were no longer cold but flashed with a kind light, they were simply the two most fatal abysses, enough to attract anyone to jump into them without caring about their own safety.
"Alright then!" She put the whiskey back on the dining cart and began to organize the appropriate words in her mind. "Taiwan is surrounded by the sea, and the climate is distinct…"
"I like the sea. My country is surrounded by deserts and lacks everything except oil. Please continue.”
" Our country has everything except oil, for example, agriculture…" Soon, she realized that his guest was no longer paying attention to her words. He seemed to have fallen asleep. This made her a little angry. Could it be that he needed someone to tell him a bedtime story because he couldn't sleep?
However, even when he was asleep, he was still handsome and elegant, with an extraordinary aura.
She suddenly remembered that she never got tired of reading it, and that she had to bring a book with her every time she flew! The little prince. Even though he was asleep, he was just like the little prince described in the book. He seemed a little fragile.
She admired his closed eyes under the lamplight, and the soft, shining brown-blonde hair that would have been a tempting object if he hadn't been so insolent.
But then again, perhaps the main reason why his face was so attractive was his arrogance.
However, it was impossible for him to be a prince. It would be fortunate if he was not a terrorist.
No matter who it was, the stewardess had the obligation to cover a person who was sleeping on the plane with a blanket to prevent him from catching a cold.
She took out a blanket from the overhead compartment and carefully covered him, but he suddenly tightened his grip on her wrist, giving her a fright.
"What are you doing?" he asked darkly.
"Help you…cover yourself with a blanket!" She frowned because her hands were gradually numb from being held.
Faisel lowered his head and looked at the blanket covering his body. He understood that it was a misunderstanding caused by his recent paranoia, but he still did not change his arrogant tone.
"You can go down now. Don't disturb me if there's nothing else.”He let go of her hand and caressed his shoulder instead. It started to hurt again!
Liang Yongqian looked at him unhappily. What the hell! He didn't even thank her. What a strange fellow! He still looked like a terrorist. The little prince would not be as nervous as him!
But why did he keep touching her shoulders? His face looked paler than before. What was wrong?
"Why aren't you leaving?" Phesella, who had his eyes closed, said loudly.
She pursed her lips and decided to leave! Did he think that she liked staying here? What an arrogant and rude pig from the Middle East!
It was better to return to Taiwan. At least there was no suffocating sand here.
Liang Yongqian, who had just exited the training room, greeted a few colleagues with a happy expression. She was thinking of asking Lei Congwen and Gao Xilun to dance at the PUB tonight to celebrate her safe return. At the door, she saw the person who had immediately become famous among the air stewardesses because he had booked the entire first-class cabin of the plane.
He stood at the door, attracting the attention of many passers-by. However, because his face was too cold and his posture was too stiff, people who didn't know better might think that he was the air traffic police officer in charge of guarding the door!
"Hey!" She was still wearing the company uniform, and he had obviously seen her. For the sake of her image, she forced a smile.
When Faisel saw her, his defensive face softened a little.
She was the first and only person he knew here. He wanted to respond to her greeting, but the pain from his wound made him frown heavily.
"You…are you leaving?" He finally managed to squeeze out this sentence.
Liang Yongqian stopped in front of him and thought to herself,'This person always has that unpleasant expression on his face, but he's also always so heroic.'
"Yes, I'm going home now. I hope I can serve you again next time.”This was a huge lie, and she admired herself for being able to say it in such a friendly tone.
" You..." Faisel touched her wound with one hand and suddenly reached out to hug her shoulder with the other.
She was stunned for a full three seconds before she could speak again. Her voice became a little unnatural due to embarrassment.
"There's…there's no need to be so polite. We're different from you Arabs. Hugs and goodbyes aren't popular.”
"Take me to the hospital." he said weakly in her ear.
What was that? She raised an eyebrow. " Hey, you and I just met by chance. On the plane, I can…"
"I'm injured, a gunshot wound. I don't want to attract the attention of the air traffic police, so…please.”
Gunshot wound? She used a lot of effort to maintain her original expression. If this wasn't a terrorist, then what was it? Heavens! She actually brought a terrorist from the Middle East to Taiwan. Was he trying to blow up the airport or the Shin Kong building? She helped him get on the plane. Was that considered an accomplice? Oh my god, Avalokitesvara, Jesus! As she thought about it, her entire body suddenly trembled.
Then, something even worse happened. Lei Congwen and Gao Xilun had just finished their flight and were about to get off work. When they saw her hugging the golden-brown-haired foreigner at the door, they were stunned at first, but then their shocked expressions slowly turned cunning. Lei Congwen pointed her hand at her while pulling Gao Xilun in her direction.
Her mind went blank for a few seconds before it quickly worked.
He was right. They couldn't let the air traffic police find out, or it would cause a lot of trouble. She couldn't let her two good friends see it, as it would cause a lifetime of trouble. So she touched his shoulder, wanting to ask him to move out quickly. At this time, she realized that he had fainted on her shoulder.
Heavens! Only then did she deeply understand what it meant to have another wave before it had settled. She quickly put her hand under his armpit to support him and rushed to the taxi stop. Her speed was so fast that it could be described as burning her butt.
Perhaps she should really learn from Lei Congwen and read the monthly star report, weekly star report, and today's star good luck index. She felt that her bad luck index this week should have the strength of five stars because she was too " lucky."
It was already past four in the morning. Logically speaking, she should be happily lying on a comfortable bed after a party at a PUB, but now? There was indeed someone lying on the bed, but it was not him. It was someone he did not know at all.
Ironically, she had to sign her name on the emergency contact column for this person. Then, in order not to arouse the suspicion of the hospital, she had to pretend that they were very close. If this was not unlucky, what was it?
She grabbed a chair and sat down. Then, she looked at him who had just been pushed out of the emergency room under the hospital lights.
Fortunately, it was just a relapse of an old injury and not a bullet stuck in it. Otherwise, she would not be sitting here observing him now, but would be in a room in the hospital being examined by the police, she thought with mixed feelings and joy.
Therefore, the Middle East was the most troublesome place in the world. People who came out of there were also full of trouble. Fortunately, that line only flew twice a week, and it was not always her turn. Otherwise, it would be strange if she kept meeting such people.
Upon closer inspection, this Faisel exuded an irresistible charm even when he was asleep. If he was really a terrorist, then the person who trained him was worthy of worship. No matter where they went, they would only be regarded as nobles and not terrorists.
However, even in his sleep, his brows were still tightly knitted. However, at this moment, he had shed his coldness and arrogance, leaving only fragility and loneliness.
She took out a tissue to wipe the sweat off his forehead and gently brushed his soft blonde hair back. For some reason, she leaned forward to kiss his forehead, then held his hand and leaned her cheek against him. She felt that his eyelids were trembling uneasily, as if he was having a nightmare.
She placed her nose on his palm and took a deep breath. Even the smell of this man's hand had an indescribable charm.
At this moment, Faisel woke up and looked at her with a pair of complicated eyes.
"Ah…You, you're awake?" She immediately returned his hand to him and blushed awkwardly as if she had done something shameful.
Faisel could not take his eyes off her. In his noble twenty-seven years as the Crown Prince, no woman had ever made him feel so strange. He was like a little boy who had just woken up in love. He was at a loss for what to do with this sudden feeling, so he could only look at her without blinking.
" I…" Heavens! She really wanted to find a hole to hide in.
"I'll go out and tell the nurse that you're awake.”
" Don't... go..." He called out to her with difficulty, then pressed on his wound in pain.
"Don't say anything yet. You just finished the surgery and need to rest well.”
"You…don't go…"
"Okay, okay, okay. I won't leave. I'll still sit here.”She had no choice. She really couldn't bear to see people in pain.
After a while, seeing that his brows were no longer furrowed so tightly, she asked tentatively,"Are you alright?"
He looked at her, his blue eyes shining with a mesmerizing light.
She could not help but blush.
"Thank…Thank you." He had always been arrogant and was not familiar with this word, but he still said it.
She looked at him in astonishment, as if she had seen a visitor from another planet.
Not only was she not used to it, even Faisel himself was not used to it. He tried to find some topics to talk about.
" Please…" He signaled with his eyes, asking her to help him sit up.
She turned the lever and adjusted him to a comfortable height.
"I'm very thirsty. Can I trouble you to get me a glass of water?”
She was a little stunned. What a strange tone. Was this really the person who would order her around like a tyrant in the departure lounge and first-class cabin?
She handed him a glass full of water, and he finished it in two or three gulps, just like how he drank whiskey.
He looked at the empty cup in silence for a while, then suddenly looked up and smiled shyly at her. "Thank you."
She was really dumbfounded. It was not only because of this smile that had a fatal attraction, but also because she was wondering where that domineering and arrogant man who used a commanding tone for everything had run off to. Was the refined and polite man in front of her really him? It felt like someone was impersonating him. Ah! Could it be that he had an excessive fever?
Feissel's emotionless blue eyes suddenly filled with some emotion as he looked at her thoughtfully.
She avoided his mesmerizing gaze, afraid that she would drown in it.
She pulled out her chair and stood up, secretly clearing her throat, ready to explain to him.
"I'm telling you, I've already done my best. This is the bill. When you've recovered, take this bill to the counter to pay. Don't worry about the language barrier. This is a large hospital with many hidden talents. There are many doctors and nurses who can speak English, so…"
"You want to leave me?" He refused to look at the pile of orders on the table, and his blue eyes turned cold.
"That's right! I have to go. I have sacrificed a lot for you. I have to fly to America at dawn the day after tomorrow. I have to go back and sleep now. Those orders, you…"
"I don't have money." His tone was arrogant and extremely cold. Women were indeed the most untrustworthy animals.
"Ah?" She blinked. "You…Can you please say it again?”
"I don't have money."
She looked a little flustered. "Hey! Are you kidding me? If you have the money to book the entire first-class cabin, how can you not have the money to pay for the medical expenses? Oh, I see. You mean you don't have New Taiwan Dollars. That's easy. You should have traveler's checks or US dollars, right? The hospital should be able to…"
"You don't have to be surprised. That's the truth. I don't have any money, traveler's checks, or US dollars.”He lay back down heavily on the bed and turned his face sideways like a naughty little boy.
He didn't want her to see the hurt and vulnerability in his eyes, and he didn't bother explaining to her. He had escaped from the besieged palace on the third day after he was shot. He had thought that he would not be able to enter the airport that was already under the control of Prince Neil's men. He did not expect that although the captain of the guards in charge of guarding the airport seemed to have sided with the prince, he was still loyal to him, the king who had been on the throne for less than a month. The captain of the guards had arranged for him to board the plane and had already found a substitute for him. He was prepared to explain to Prince Neil with a face that had been blown up beyond recognition.
Of course, the betrayal of his personal guards was unexpected.
After experiencing all this, he no longer knew who to trust. Perhaps it was just as his stern father had said, there was only one kind of person in the world that he could trust and rely on! That was himself.
She was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around to look at him. Her pretty face fell.
"Can you stop joking with me? Sir, I've already helped as much as I can…"
"Then you can leave!" He interrupted her arrogantly. "I don't need anyone's help. I'll think of a way to pay for the medical fees myself.”
"What are you talking about? You don't need my help? Didn't I help you come here from Hamshi and then help you to the hospital…What's wrong with you? Could it be that you're pretending? " Or did you lose everything after the plane? This is simply…" She suddenly stopped because she clearly saw a trace of hurt flash across his arrogant eyes. Although it was very short, she still saw it.
"I have nothing left." he said calmly.
He didn't know why. She could hear the deep sorrow hidden behind this stubborn sentence, and the people of Aries were just so damn compassionate.
She pressed her finger against her forehead and looked helplessly at the lights on the ceiling. She sighed.
"I'll ask you one more time. I hope you can answer me honestly. Do you…really not have anything valuable on you?”Heavens! She felt that her question was like a robber who was robbing.
He closed his eyes and refused to answer. The answer was obvious.
"What do you plan to do now?"
He still did not answer. Although his face was pale, his expression was still as proud as a noble.
She closed her eyes and sighed heavily at the same time! For his own misfortune.
"Alright, have a good sleep. I'll go downstairs to buy something. Do you want to eat anything?”She should reward herself for her noble sentiments. After all, not everyone could sympathize with the weak and spend money.
" You…" He opened his eyes and looked at her. A faint light appeared in his dull blue eyes.
"Yes! You should be glad that you met me, an Aries woman with a lot of sympathy. This Aries woman happened to be very unlucky this week, and all the things she could not imagine found her. Fortunately, she was also very cheerful and very big." In short, I just can't sit by and do nothing to the weak. Right, what do you want to eat?”Her blunt words hurt his pride, but she didn't notice it.
The light in Faisel's eyes was gone. It was as cold and arrogant as when they first met, and he kept people a thousand miles away.
"I don't need anything." Including your damn sympathy.
"Up to you!" She covered her yawning mouth. "I'm tired and hungry."
He watched as she pushed open the door and walked out. He had the urge to destroy everything he saw. In the end, he just pressed the back of his hand against his forehead and smiled bleakly.
The royal family's natural pride made him unwilling to accept this alms-like help. He pulled off the needle of the drip, took the suit jacket from the hanger, walked out of the hospital, and disappeared into the morning fog.#
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