Descent from an altitude of 10,000 meters [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 34 Birthday (1)

Fang Hao's birthday party was scheduled for Friday night at a certain Spanish-style bar and restaurant in Nancheng. There were a lot of people invited, and it should be considered the most grand event since Fang Hao could remember. Perhaps it was because of the special significance of his thirtieth birthday. Except that Lu Yanyuan was unable to arrive in Shanghai, he invited Fang Shengjie, Chu Yirou, Fu Zixiang, Zhou Qichen, and Chen Jiayu. Chu Yirou invited Zheng Xiaoxu. Of course, he also invited several friends with whom he had a good relationship outside of work.

After Chen Jiayu had dinner at a small restaurant in Taishan, he suddenly decided to go to Hangzhou for a vacation with his mother. It turned out that he hadn't seen Fang Hao for almost two weeks. When he left home in the morning, he ironed a set of his own casual shirts. After getting off the plane at Daxing Airport in the afternoon, he went to the lounge to change clothes. Take off the four stripes uniform and hang it up, replace the uniform pants with more fitting suit pants, and choose a dark blue stand-up collar shirt with a very thin light blue and gold dark pattern for the shirt. He doesn't have too many casual shirts, because he wears a uniform four or five days a week, and when he's not wearing a uniform, he basically wears casual clothes, but this one is considered a classic. Fang Hao didn't say there was a dress code for the party, so he preferred something more formal, which would never go wrong.

Zhou Qichen, on the other hand, was wearing a black T-shirt and jeans, a casual outfit that made him famous all over the world. When he saw Chen Jiayu at the door of the restaurant for the first time, he couldn't help but sigh: "You are very handsome today." Chen Jiayu usually wears uniforms, and when not dressed up, he looks... , the dress is amazing, mainly due to his height advantage and broad shoulders. This kind of fitting shirt can better highlight his figure.

Chen Jiayu remained calm, turned over his sleeves, and said, "Really." Then, he raised his eyes, glanced at Zhou Qichen's casual clothes, and said politely, "You too."

He went directly to the restaurant, and there was no waiter to guide him when he arrived at the door. With 5.0 eyesight, the two pilots could see Fang Hao and his friends in a semi-open box in the corner from a distance.

Perhaps it was because Fang Shengjie, Chu Yirou and Zhou Qichen all knew about it. When arranging the seats, the seat next to him on Fang Hao's right was like a hot potato. Several people gave way, and of course Chen Jiayu finally gave it to Chen Jiayu. .

Twelve people were crammed into the ten-person table, with arms touching arms and legs touching legs. Chen Jiayu could feel his and Fang Hao's knees touching and avoiding each other several times. When they met, Fang Hao would naturally tilt his head and say sorry to him, so Chen Jiayu had no choice but to move his knees away and overlap his two long legs. But there are some who don't mind the distance at all. Opposite, Zheng Xiaoxu and Chu Yirou were very close to each other. Zheng Xiaoxu raised his hand and touched her fine hair once. The two of them were still showing off their affection, but Zhou Qichen teased them for a long time.

After several people ordered their dishes, Chen Jiayu passed over Fang Hao and handed the order to the waiter. His left hand was resting on the chair behind Fang Hao, and he did not take it back until the waiter took away the menu. If Fang Hao leaned back at this moment, it would be a proper hug.

What Fang Hao wore today was not formal, but it was indeed different from usual. He usually wears minimalist clothes, with ordinary fabrics and popular cuts. If he works the day shift, he usually wears a comfortable-looking linen shirt. But today, he wore a very designed white cashmere sweater. There were some patterns around the neckline of the sweater, and the neckline was wider and larger than an ordinary round neck, revealing a nice part of the back of his neck. Recently, Chen Jiayu's arm was only a fist away from his neck. His sweater was also cut to fit, as if it had been tailor-made. It fit well against his skin and outlined his thin chest muscles.