My Captain

ooly leaped down.

Yan An then gazed at Shan Yi with a feverish expression and requested with a smile: “Hey handsome, my life is now in your hands.
So how about you leave me with your number in return?”

Shan Yi silently listened to her words.
He then put strength in his hands and lifted her to his lap, then focused on doing the safety straps for both of them.
There is almost no distance between the two of them.

They were the last group of people in the cabin.
Shan Yi questioned as he led her up: “Do you want it to be more exciting or tame?”

Yan An came here to seek excitement in the first place.
She raised her eyebrows and blurted without thinking deeply: “I want it to be more exciting.”

“Very well.”

Yan An then followed the instructions carefully.
She bent her legs and shifted her weight on the man behind her.
When the two were about to exit the cabin, she heard a whisper by her ear, “If you don’t vomit before landing, I will give you my number.”

She felt her earlobes tingle, then followed by a momentary centrifugal force that wrapped her up instantly.

Free falling from a height of 10,000 feet, and the blood of her entire body rushing to her head, Yan An wanted to scream out loud!

 Shan Yi seized her flailing body in the air and put her body under the inertia of the sky to experience the extreme g-force.

 Shan Yi clamped his legs between Yan An’s legs and glanced at the rapidly dropping numbers on his watch several times as they fell in the air.
Finally, at the critical point of height safe enough to parachute, without hesitation, he forcefully pulled open the parachute bag. 

With a violent pull, the impact suddenly diminished. 

Yan An looked like she went through all of heaven and the earth during the fall.

While they were drifting in the air, Yan An let her eyes wander to the beautiful Mediterranean Sea beneath her and couldn’t help but cry: That was amazing!

Yan An turned her head and shouted to Shan Yi: “That’s it?”

Shan Yi curled his lips: “We’re just getting started!”

He pulled the control rope hard, and the yellow parachute began to quickly spin in the air.

Five minutes later, Shan Yi controlled the parachute and landed on the ground smoothly.
When Yan An landed, her ankles were wobbly, and her butt soon fell straight to the ground.

The lawn was soft, and Flix walked toward the two holding a large parachute.
Looking at Yan An who still hadn’t returned to her senses, he laughed: “How did things go? It looks like Sam’s skills are notoriously stable as always.”

Stable?

Yan An had a stupid smile.

Shan Yi untied the safety buckles of the two of them and looked at Yan An slumped on the ground. 

But in a rare moment, Shan Yi held out his hand for her.
Perhaps he thought Yan An could no longer stand up at the time.

Yan An tilted her head and grinned at the man in front of her while slouching on the ground.

Shan Yi still stretched out his hand.
Looking at the unresponsive woman on the ground, he raised his eyebrows.

Yan An: “I don’t know if you are as stable as they say, but your technique is definitely the best!”

After saying this, she grasped Shan Yi’s hand and stood up with grace, unlike how Shan Yi imagined.

Yan An raised a smile and spoke triumphantly: “Thank you, I think I’m completely in love with this intense sport.
Now, may I have your number?”

Yan An has occupied first place in the school’s swivel chair for many years.
Whether it is plane rotation or three-dimensional rotation, she never once changed her expression when she comes down from the top.

But Yan An recalled that when she stood in front of the hatch, everything on the ground appeared to be as small as ants, and when Shan Yi leaped, it was the first time she had experienced the joy of flipping.

The extreme sense of weightlessness and the surreal feeling of the impact of the airflow in the air is another different kind of “flight”

At this point, Shan Yi has to admit that he agrees with Flix’s words a little; the woman in front of him is indeed more interesting than ordinary people.

Just now was an extreme and surreal experience even for Shan Yi standards.
Even if he is skydiving on weekdays, he will rarely have this kind of extreme experience.
Let alone being asked to accompany the person to heaven if something goes wrong in a lighthearted manner, Shan Yi believed ordinary people would have quickly vomited when he opened the parachute in a few circles in free fall.

He glanced at Yan An, who looked at him with a smug smile on her face.

The sun glowed brilliantly in the sky.
Her face was rosy due to the sun, her eyes were amazingly bright, and the pores over her body seemingly radiated youthful energy and vitality.

He smiled suddenly: This bold little brat.

He casually stated a string of numbers.
Looking at the other person’s unmoved expression, he stated: “I also enjoy skydiving.
If you have the money, then go ahead and make another appointment.”

He lifted the parachute with one hand and turned his cool, tall back towards the scorching summer sun.

Yan An, who was quickly reciting the string of numbers just now, shouted at his receding back: “If I skydive again, then are you going to take me with you again?”

Shan Yi didn’t look back and casually waved his hand behind him as if to convey: Little Brat, we will meet again soon.

Flix on the side kindly helped Yan An remove to remove the safety harness and added: “Sam is not a permanent instructor of the base.
Today, the boss caught him and asked him to cover him twice.
But I can take you in his place if you want to jump again.”

Yan An questioned: “Then I will never see him again?”

Flix laughed: “Then it depends on your fate.
Don’t you guys have a Chinese saying that goes…” He thought about it for a bit.

“We are destined to meet again in thousands of miles.”

Ah Man: Did something happen and hinder your way?

Yan An: What do you mean by something hindered my way?

Ah Man: It’s nine o’clock in the evening on your side, right? You still haven’t hooked up with that top rate.

There are numerous bars around Barcelona’s Gothic Quarter[4].
Yan An, who specifically came here, was walking on La Rambla street while looking at the map and returning text messages.

Yan An: Yeah, I didn’t hook up with that top rate.

The two jokingly chatted about forbidden 18+ topics.
When Yan An entered a bar, Ah Man replied: It depends on whether you want to sleep around all the time or once a while.

Yan An felt that the verb “want to sleep” had become an adjective for that man.

A man that you wish to sleep with.

Like these luxury goods displayed in the shop windows on Thanksgiving Avenue, everyone wants to own one, but in the end, they can only just wish for it and admire it from afar.
After all, not everyone can afford it.

When Ah Man heard this description, she immediately became happy: In the end, Isn’t it your fault here? No matter how expensive the luxury item is, if you truly want it, it’s just a matter of gritting your teeth.

Yan An shrugged and grinned at Ah Man’s words.

She put away her phone and took a seat in the bar.
After ordering something casually, she lifted her chin to gaze at the pairs of handsome men around her.

The London Bar, as a Gay Bar, the name stays true to the situation of its country.
On the big night, she suddenly wanted to drink a glass of wine.
So she chose this place, where it was safe.

Only men are the prey here, and she is only responsible for quietly enjoying the hunting process.

Yan An held a delicate glass of cocktail in her hand and sipped on a piece of pineapple.

She thought to herself while looking at handsome men, six hours in, and that top-rate man of hers still hadn’t accepted her friend request.
And going by her memory, it’s doubtful she incorrectly memorized the numbers.

When she casually turned her eyes, Yan An was left speechless.

Oh shit! She instantly realized.

Yan An: Damn! It turns out the top rate is actually gay!