One-night stand while waiting for a flight

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A One-Night Stand While Waiting for My Flight: I was on China Southern Airlines flight 3155 from Shenzhen to Beijing. Midway through the flight, an announcement suddenly came over the loudspeaker: "Passengers, due to weather conditions in the Beijing direction, the runway at Beijing Capital International Airport has been closed. Our plane will make an emergency landing at Zhengzhou Airport and will continue its flight once the weather in Beijing improves." An uproar erupted in the cabin; passengers started grumbling, but it was to no avail. About half an hour later, our plane landed at Zhengzhou International Airport, awaiting weather updates from Beijing. At this point, everyone stood up to stretch their legs and pass the time with laughter. Sitting in the row behind me were a Hong Kong man and a woman in her early twenties. They had been chatting animatedly throughout the flight. As soon as the plane came to a stop, they both eagerly took out their phones to make calls. The Hong Kong man seemed to be calling his wife or lover in Beijing: "Don't wait for me! We don't even know when we'll be able to take off again... Look at you, what are you saying? What can I do on the plane?... Okay, okay, go to sleep. Don't worry, I'll call you if we continue our flight..." The heavily made-up young woman was calling her boyfriend in Shenzhen in a sweet, coquettish voice: "Honey, our plane landed at Zhengzhou Airport... We don't know yet, it might continue, or it might not... It's okay, don't worry about me, go to sleep... I miss you too. Okay, I'll update you later..." After hanging up, the two continued their quiet conversation, the girl occasionally giggling. I glanced back: the two were head to head, the man's hand on the girl's, chatting animatedly. Fifteen minutes later, the plane's announcement came over the loudspeaker: "Passengers, due to the unfavorable weather conditions in Beijing, this flight is cancelled. Please take your belongings with you when you disembark." The cabin instantly erupted like a boiling oil pan, with everyone hurling insults. The pretty flight attendant smiled and endured the abuse, repeatedly bowing and apologizing, begging for our understanding. I joined in with a few curses, but after that, I had no choice but to pick up my bag and laptop and prepare to disembark. Just then, I heard the girl behind me laugh and say, "You jinx! You were right!" The Hong Kong man, upon hearing this, let out a smug and lewd laugh, drawing everyone's attention. The girl quickly nudged him with her elbow. After disembarking, we were greeted by a few indifferent people from Henan and escorted to the airport exit. We waited in the cold wind for over half an hour before being picked up by two sleepy airport buses and taken to a hotel in the city to await our next flight the next day. Arriving at a so-called four-star hotel, the same indifferent Henan people began arranging rooms: two people per room, free to choose. Anyone who didn't want a room arranged by us could pay an extra 200 yuan to book their own. So, following the principle of separating men and women, everyone started pairing up and getting room keys. My colleague and I were assigned a room on the 15th floor. At that moment, I saw the Hong Kong man and the girl standing far apart, not coming over to check in. Judging from their demeanor, they had already made a tacit agreement. I suddenly wanted to play a trick on them, so I went over to the Hong Kong man and said, "Hey buddy, we're sharing rooms, and I think you're a nice guy. How about we share a room?" The Hong Kong man was taken aback, and the girl glanced at him nervously. The Hong Kong man stammered, "Thank you, no need, sir. I'll get my own room. I'm not used to sharing rooms with others, sorry." I pretended to be disappointed and said, "Oh, never mind then, I'll find someone else." Feeling a bit hungry, I asked my colleague to take my luggage to the room, and I went to the convenience store outside the hotel to buy two packs of instant noodles to tide me over. When I got the instant noodles, I held them up to the light and examined them for a long time. Everyone says people from Henan like to overcharge, so I was worried that even the "Uni-President" brand instant noodles and the change were fake. Hehe, just kidding, don't take offense, people from Henan! When I returned to the lobby, the other passengers had already settled in and gone to their rooms, leaving only the Hong Kong man and the girl at the lobby service desk. I slowed my pace and heard the Hong Kong man say: "It's okay, just give me the most luxurious room, the kind with a king-size bed, I'll cover the difference, money is no object..." The lobby manager checked the computer for a while and told him: "There's another room on the 15th floor, but you'll need to pay an extra 400 yuan..." After completing the formalities, they headed towards the elevator, and I followed. As soon as the Hong Kong man saw me, he pretended not to recognize me, turned his head away, and refused to speak to me. As we stepped into the elevator, the girl's phone rang. She answered nervously, "Oh, honey, the rooms are all assigned. I'm sharing with an older woman... Hmm, she seems nice, works for the Beijing government, don't worry... Okay, I'm so tired, I'll turn off my phone in a bit, I want to get some sleep. I'll call you tomorrow..." She hung up, head down, without saying a word. The Hong Kong man looked up at the elevator ceiling, occasionally whistling. After exiting the elevator, I walked a few steps to my room, knocked, and my colleague opened the door. As I went in, I glanced back and saw the couple stopped at the door of the room at the end of the corridor. The Hong Kong man opened the door, and they went inside together. I'd heard many stories of one-night stands: online one-night stands, bar one-night stands, but witnessing one-night stands on an airplane was quite novel. After showering, I told my colleague about it. He was incredibly excited and insisted on listening in, I couldn't stop him. A few minutes later, my colleague returned. I smiled and said, "How was it?" My colleague stuck out his tongue: "Damn, you wouldn't believe it! This girl looks so quiet, but her moans are so seductive!" We both burst out laughing. The next morning, China Southern Airlines staff came to the lobby to call everyone down to take a bus to the airport for our next flight. When I got down to the lobby, I saw the girl sitting alone on the sofa, looking exhausted, but I didn't see the Hong Kong man. We got on the bus, and the girl sat in the first row. This time, a woman in her forties sat next to her; I guessed this was the "stand-in" the girl had told her boyfriend. The bus was about to leave when the Hong Kong man hurriedly boarded, yawning constantly as he did so. Strangely, he didn't look at the girl once he got on, and the girl kept her eyes fixed on the window, as if she didn't recognize the Hong Kong man. On the plane, there were no assigned seats; everyone could choose their own. The girl sat with the woman again, chatting and laughing, completely ignoring the Hong Kong man. The Hong Kong man seemed to have no recollection of the girl at all. He went to the last row, sat down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. I realized that for a moment, they truly seemed like strangers. The plane landed in Beijing, and I observed carefully. From the moment everyone disembarked until they left the airport, the couple who had been intimate the previous night didn't exchange a single word, not even a glance, as if they had never known each other. I was a little puzzled and asked my colleague what was going on. My colleague said, "How can you not understand this? This is the rule of one-night stands: you don't know each other after dawn!" I suddenly understood. It seemed these two were seasoned one-night stands. Even though this was just practice on the plane, the rules still applied. Impressive! Witnessing a one-night stand on a plane gave me a deeper understanding of the emotional world of urban dwellers. I wonder if the girl's boyfriend felt anything special last night, like being cuckolded. But then again, perhaps the girl's boyfriend was busy having one-night stands with other women, just like his girlfriend.

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