The 12 p.m. flight.
Jiang Wu holds her mobile phone tightly, and has been brushing the news of the shooting, eager to brush a bit of Jin Zuo's news.
It's a pity that French news organizations don't have the habit of working all night after work.
In addition to a few words about the arrest of the criminal in a central hospital in Paris, there is no redundant description.
"Miss, please turn off your mobile phone. The plane is about to set sail."
The stewardess raised a standard smile and reminded her kindly.
Qin Zhan sat beside her, and didn't know how to comfort her. He just accompanied her quietly and didn't persuade her.
But she's been brushing that news for hours
"Let's go back home and find a way."
He tried to squeeze one end of the phone, trying to pull it out of her hand.
Ginger charm some decadent relaxed, let him take the mobile phone, shut down, stuffed into his trouser pocket.
She closed her eyes and leaned on the soft pillow behind her. Her ears were still buzzing. The scene of the explosion in the hospital was playing in her mind.
Did he get hurt? Is it serious? Are you awake now?
Without Coco's confession, how can he get rid of himself? Are you really going to jail?
A hundred questions almost burst her head. She screwed her eyebrows tightly and felt the cabin sultry and oppressive.
At this time, her ears were cold -
Qin Zhan put the other half of his earphone into her ear.
Soothing, soft music flowed from her ears to her heart.
Music is very magical, can quickly calm the heart of impatience and depression, she slowly opened her eyes, on Qin Zhan's clear eyes.
"Better? I used to listen for half an hour before playing in the big game. It's a treasure for many years. It's very useful when I'm upset
With these words, he asked the stewardess for a can of xylitol, poured two of them in the palm of his hand and handed them to Jiang Wu.
"Chewing gum is good, try it?"
His friendliness was something Jiang could not bear to refuse.
It's no use hating herself. She can't do anything except worry for Jin Zuo.
With a sigh, she picked up the xylitol from Qin Zhan's palm and put it in her mouth -
it melted in her mouth, and then she realized how bitter she was.
……
With the help of music, she can finally fall asleep after running all day and night.
In order to avoid more people's attention, the Li family reserved first class for all five people. Compared with the cramped economy class, she had room to lie down and sleep for a while.
It will take 11 hours for her to return to Yuncheng from Paris. She still has 11 hours to know about Jin Zuo.
It's better to go to sleep than to worry.
Gradually, Jiang's breath was long, even too tired, and she snored softly.
But her snoring was soon overshadowed by the fat man's thunder like snoring.
Seeing that Jiang Fu was not very comfortable sleeping, Qin Zhan picked up the empty disposable paper cup on the table and threw it back precisely -
just like his extraordinary operation in the game, the paper cup banged on the fat man's face.
"Who, who beat me?"
The fat man awoke from his sleep.
The nameless fire just started, but after Qin Zhan's eyes, he mumbled silently for a while, covered his face with a thin blanket, and then turned over to sleep.
Without the noise, Jiang's eyebrows spread out, which made Qin Zhan smile.
He opened the thin blanket in the bag and covered her.