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"Are you going to resign?" Gu Xiangling immediately thought of all the problems in reality. If she could live an ordinary life, could Song Mingjian do it? How could he ever have that wonderful feeling when he had a headache coming on?

"Gradually leave the management of the company. There are plenty of people in the company. I'll go train the successors. "Xiang Ling, give me some time." Song Ming let go of her and said, "I'll go back first. Once I'm done, I'll come back to spend Valentine's Day with you."

It was finally the turn of the night, and the day seemed to be filled with romance. Gu Xiangling carefully arranged a romantic candlelight dinner, waiting until nightfall to share it with Song Mingjian.

Bei Mengmeng was also very excited as she said mysteriously to Gu Xiangling, "When big brother comes, I'll give you guys a surprise."

"Don't be scared." Gu Xiangling was a little scared. Bei Mengmeng's magic power had levelled up again, and every time she used it, something would go wrong, causing her to get into the top two.

At three in the afternoon, Gu Xiangling was in the middle of writing when she heard her phone suddenly ring, interrupting her inspiration. When she answered the phone, she asked snappily, "Miss White Pigeon, what's the matter?"

"Didn't you watch the news?" The pigeon was flustered and exasperated as it said, "My dear Miss Gu, you really don't hear anything from outside the window. "Hurry up and watch the news. Something big has happened."

"What's the matter? I'm writing right now. Let's talk about it after I'm done!" As Gu Xiangling was about to hang up, the pigeon yelled in a high-pitched voice, "Write, write your ass!" Quickly read the latest news, you can still write after you've finished reading it, I'll follow your surname. "

Gu Xiangling opened the news page and found the latest news. As soon as she saw it, her mind went blank.

2.30, by Xiao Wen. An accident occurred when the Boeing 777-XXX plane was landing on the runway in Ninghang, Hunan Province. All the people on board were killed!

Song Mingjian had told her last night that he was going to be riding on this plane.

"No!" Gu Xiangling let out a mournful cry as she felt her heart explode into countless pieces. Her vision turned dark, and golden stars started appearing all over the place.

For a long time, her thoughts were blurry and her nerves were numb. Bei Mengmeng called her again and again, calling her a few hundred times before waking her up.

Gu Xiangling read the news again and again, then looked at the chat history with Song Mingjian. Yes, that's right, it was his plane.

What was more cruel was the words that came after. All of them had died, and not a single one had survived. Was he really giving her no hope at all? Gu Xiangling's fingers trembled violently as she dialed Song Mingjian's number. He prayed over and over in his heart that there would be a miracle, that he would hear his dear voice.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is down." A cold female voice came out of the phone, like countless sharp knives slicing across Gu Xiangling's heart.

Gu Xiang's face was ghastly pale, as if she couldn't even withstand breathing. He was dead. He was dead. His mind was blank.

Will I never see him again? Can't you hear him anymore? God, why did you have to be so cruel to me? Tears poured out of his eyes in a steady stream like a opened water cage.

Bei Mengmeng kept trying to persuade her, but to Gu Xiangling, it was useless. Her gaze fell on the back of the chair, where his suit jacket was still hung. Gu Xiangling held it in her arms, and the scent of him still lingered on her clothes. That familiar, seductive smell, she sniffed greedily, as if she wanted to merge it into her own bone marrow.