My hands tremble, half open mouth, ah ah, but can't make half a note.
On the Internet, there is a startling display of the flight that Qianjie took. Something happened to her!!!
It's the so-called plane crash!
My God!
My head suddenly numb, and then a blank.
I can't believe what I saw
I told myself, it must not be true, it must not be!
It must be those guys with ulterior motives who deliberately play pranks to disturb social order and intentionally spread some evil and alarmist news on the Internet!
I scolded the man next door. If I could find the guy who released the fake news, I would beat his shit out of my mouth!
My face was gray and gloomy, my throat was dry, and my throat was almost smoky.
Reluctantly sticking out my tongue and licking my lips that had suddenly become dry, I shook my hands and refreshed the search page again.
But the result, let me completely want to crack!
Just now, only a few websites published the news of Qianjie's flight crash. It's only a few seconds later, but the same news on the Internet has been overwhelming
Looking at the mobile phone, I feel so sad!
Who can accept such an outcome?
Most people live a stable, simple and plain life, so maybe few people can understand my mood at this moment.
But once you understand it, how many people can accept it and stand such a blow?
The shock degree of this news, I even feel that using words like "Thunderbolt" to describe, can not express the state of my heart at the moment.
Sister Qian, just died?
Just when she was about to come to Xijing to see me, she met with a plane crash, and then lost everything?
A fresh life, the most firm woman standing behind me, the most warm embrace of me, is it gone?
Tears At last, it poured out.
I can't believe that Qianjie, who is so cute and charming as a fox spirit reincarnated, but always supports me unconditionally, has disappeared from the world since then?
What's wrong with the world of horse riding?
"Stop, stop, mad, stop for me!"
I suddenly yelled at the taxi driver.
"Zhi ~ ~"
there was a loud brake sound, and the speeding taxi was at least several tens of meters away before it stopped on the side of the road.
"Wokuo, are you crazy? Wo RI, you... "
"Yes, I'm sorry, I..."
With that, I pushed the door open and dialed Qianjie's phone again and again.
Then he squatted on the side of the road and howled.
I cried, but no more tears, just gasping, whining from my mouth.
It's like a lonely Wolf roaring in the cold wind in the dark.
The taxi driver was so confused that he got out of the car and lit a cigarette. After a while, he asked me, "what's the matter, brother? Brother, just now Oh, I don't know what happened to you. Sorry, sorry... "
Yes, he did not know why I suddenly like this, why I want to cry without tears, heartbroken.
But who knows? What if I know?
Can you share the sadness in my heart?
This kind of heartbreaking pain is only clear in the heart of the party concerned, and can only be borne by myself.
Wiped a tear, I raised my head to pray for God, I should remember wrong, Qianjie was not on this plane at all, she should, no, must have said wrong to me!
But why is her phone off all the time? Why can't I find her
Chen Qian, my sister Qian, you, you tell me, you will be fine.
I don't know how long, maybe a few minutes, maybe more than ten minutes later, I dialed dozens of calls to her at least, but the prompt tone is all that hateful - the phone you dialed has been turned off
I fell to the ground as if I had lost consciousness.
Finally, the taxi driver picked me up and pulled me back into the car. After a long time, he asked me, "brother, this Shall we go to Xianyang International Airport? "
I looked at him, tears finally flowing down from the already dry eye socket.
"Go, do! Live to see people, die, I also want to see her body
The driver didn't dare to ask again. Maybe he could guess why I was so impolite and what happened to my death
The taxi driver rolled down the window slowly, slowed down and smoked.
None of us said any more, leaving the car flying in silence.
I don't know how I got to Xianyang International Airport or how I stood at the airport.
Chest bursts of sad, my heart severely twisted I don't have any other consciousness in my mind. I only know that Chen Qian came to see me. That's why she was in a plane crash. That's why her life in her thirties turned into dust and disappeared.I don't kill Biren. Biren died for me!
For Chen Qian, I owe her too much!
Thinking of her taking me to eat stewed rabbit head, she told me not to trust anyone in the Shashan female prison, to fight against Wang Li and Wang Ying for my sake
I also remembered that when I was in prison for the first time, when I was faced with the iron department and the advantage department, Chen Qianjian would not move to testify for me. When I was seriously injured and hospitalized for many times, how did I stay in the hospital all night, carrying excrement and urine for me, delivering tea and water? I was not a relative but better than a relative!
If I met these women, I am most sorry, the most guilty, the most ignored, is Chen Qian!
And I don't know why, for her affection, I know better than anyone, but I pretend to be stupid again and again, turn to refuse
The more I thought about it, the more I hated it. I raised my hand and fanned my big mouth.
Jiang Feng, you are not a plaything. Do you know it's not easy to live only when you lose it?
Why do I have to wait until now to think about Qianjie's kindness to me?
Why can't you accept her earlier? What am I afraid of? What are you worried about?
Is Qianjie not good enough for me?
Hao Ru is unmarried and has a five-year-old child. I can accept it. Qiao xiao'e, a widow graduated from junior high school, I can hold her in my arms. Why can't I accept Chen Qian's affection?
What do I think!
Tearing my hair hard, I walked slowly to the domestic entrance
However, even if I don't want to pay attention, I have already seen that today's pick-up hall is more chaotic, crowded and excited than in the past, at least than last time when I picked up LAN LAN.
I heard and saw a lot of people crying. Some of them were even paralyzed on the ground, their bodies twitching and crying
This situation confirmed the news I saw on the Internet. The flight Chen Qian took must have no chance to escape
I cried, and cried again, just like those other people, with tears, together with the pollution of the ground.
How happy is life and how simple is death!
Like a rotten wooden stake, I stand, shrinking, limping on the ground.
No one came to comfort me or help me, because they were suffering like me.