Through the small windows, can see the wings slightly to Fan Qi, Beijing's early morning winter sun, the wings on a silver-white reflective. I sat alone on the window seat, watching windows of the airport's runway, the huge roar of the take-off, I was pushed back acceleration, the twinkling of an eye on the fly a few thousand meters high.
To Ganzao classes of aircraft, to get up at 5:30, outside of Beijing or the dark almost one. Although Leide can not, but I went to the plane but did not Shuiyi. In turn off the phone before entering the cabin, I once again playing a Saw - Phone, but is still ring ring for Mo Renjie, this guy is doing » Is the End last night gave me messages, he lost his cell phone on? »
The plane was in the north,穿行a sea of clouds, watching the windows of diffuse clouds, I suddenly thought of what, then that book came out from the bag. This book is black and white cover, the middle of words written in red book - "dreams of destruction", the author name Yinzhao "Xuzai heart."
I was in a used book stalls in Beijing to see this book, arrested over a few pages before they know that this is a psychology book, the book combines the ancient witchcraft and modern psychology, of the rest of the world Ancient witchcraft and the supernatural legend of the root causes of psychology. I have never read this book, "Dream of the destruction" of this title to my temptation is too great, then immediately bought the book, ready to return to Shanghai in terms of aircraft.
Pull down the windows of the shading plate, I opened a Feiye this book, the author and see the works on is written like this: 成立公司公司註冊商務中心公司秘書