Chapter 142

Ji Cheng seems to have cried, the voice is not right, "most of the bodies have been claimed back, there are a few, beyond recognition, the relevant departments are doing DNA testing, and now there is no result."

She trembled to open the page, the front page is the news, the more she looked down, the more frightened she was, with her eyes open, two lines of tears straight down.

"I'm sorry." Ji Cheng apologized at that end, "in fact, I should have gone. I should have been the one who died, not Lao Fu."

It's not time to get off work, but she can't stay any longer. Her face is sad and her tears can't stop falling.

Colleagues see her like this, the hands of the phone did not hang up, I do not know why, no one dares to ask what is going on.

She went out to call Ji Cheng and hung up. She was crying all the time, but there was no sound.

The driver looked at her in the rearview mirror and worried, "girl, are you ok?"

"Nothing." She wiped her tears dry and her face was expressionless.

When she got to the place, she paid to get out of the car. All the way, Ling Ling was there. She welcomed her, hugged her and comforted her, "Jiang Jiang..."

JIANG Wangshu pushed her away and looked at Ji Cheng, "what's the matter?"

Ji Cheng used to be a non smoker. Now the ashtray in front of him is full of cigarette ends. He is haggard. He doesn't look up at Jiang Wangshu and says, "I should have gone, I should have gone out, and I shouldn't let Lao Fu go for me."

Jiang Wangshu was surprisingly calm. He walked over, threw his ashtray into the dustbin, knocked on the table and asked him to look up. "I asked you about the specific news of the plane crash. Now there is no result to prove that the person who died is him. What are you crying about now?"

Ling Ling was frightened by her, "Jiang Jiang... Calm down."

"Am I not cool enough?" Jiang Wangshu turned to look at her and paced in the room, "is there anything that can prove the identity of the dead at the scene? What about the phone? I can't get through. You try. Can you get through? "

Ji Cheng cell phone aside, do not hope to shake his head, "if you can get through, I will not be so sure he had an accident."

"So what are you doing now? Just wait here? Don't ask when the results will come out? There must be someone responsible for this incident, as well as the list of all boarding personnel. Have you asked? What if... What if there's an omission? "

This is the result that almost everyone knows. It's meaningless to ask again. If Fu An is still alive and has such a big accident, he can always see the news. When he sees the news, he should give them peace.

It's been a long time and I haven't heard from him yet. It's mostly... Hopeless.

But Jiang Wangshu didn't believe it. How could such a living man say that he would die?

She doesn't believe it. She doesn't believe it at all. Even if it's news, even if everyone thinks so, she doesn't believe it.

Ling Ling comforts both sides. She thought Ji Cheng was worried enough. But now it seems that Jiang Wangshu's situation is more serious. She doesn't cry and calmly analyzes all kinds of reasons. But in fact, it's more frightening.

"Jiang Jiang, don't be like this..." Ling Ling can't think of how to better persuade her, say let her accept her life, let her believe that Fu Yu'an is dead? That's too cruel, but I can follow her idea to comfort her that no one is dead. The result comes out, I'm afraid she will be more difficult to accept.

"He will not die." Jiang Wangshu constantly hinted to himself and muttered that if he said too much, it would become true.

She was in a trance, always absent-minded at work, always burst into tears, the supervisor saw her like this, let her off for a few days.

Not only she is like this, but also Meng fan who knows the news. She went to ask Ji Cheng, but Ji Cheng is like that. 90% of this is true.

The supervisor called to tell her that Jiang Wangshu was not in a good state. It seemed that something had happened. He just let her off for two days.

Meng fan burst out crying, sobbing in a low voice, more and more unable to stop.

Director Leng in there at a loss, do not know what to do, just finished Jiang Wangshu not right, she began to cry, what is the matter?

Meng fan hung up, covered his face, and tears fell through his fingers.

And this head of Jiang Wangshu has been staring at the mobile phone screen since she came home. Once there is new news, she immediately clicks in to check it.

This matter has been concerned about, but the test results of the remaining bodies that could not clearly identify their physical features have not come out.

So far, no news is the best news. No news can prove that there is Fu Yu'an in it, which means that Fu Yu'an may still be alive.

She didn't sleep for two days. Staring at her mobile phone from morning till night, Ling Ling couldn't get through to her and went to deliver her food. When she came in, she saw her sitting in the sofa. The room was clean and clean. It didn't look like she had been living for two days and people didn't go out for two days.

"Ginger, don't look. Come and have some dinner."

Ji Cheng advised her to eat a few mouthfuls of rice, but Jiang Wangshu sat there motionless as if she could not hear her.She even suspected that she hadn't drunk water these two days.

Ling Ling opened the meal in front of him, "how much to eat, even if you have to wait for news, you have to ensure that your body is healthy, otherwise in case... In case there is really good news, but you fall ill, what should you do?"

Jiang Wangshu staring at the mobile phone screen, murmured, "no, no news from him, no news at all."

"Yes, I haven't heard from you yet, so don't wait. Can you have dinner first? Jiang Jiang, I know you feel bad, but you can't torture yourself like this. " Lingling said more sad, did not advise Jiang Wangshu, he also began to cry.

"If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Aunt Jiang. She's just a girl like you. If something happens to you, what do you want your mother to do? Do you have the heart to make your mother worry about you? "

Jiang Wangshu finally looked back at her, shook his head and fell on her shoulder, "but I'm so sad. I've lost too many people. Dad, sister, I can't... I really can't lose him any more."

"You and your mother, and me, life has to move on." Two people hold together, sadness is mutual infection, Ling Ling originally also not easy, now sadness gush up, she also cry more loud.

Jiang Wangshu began to regret that she still had a lot to say to him. She was going to have her birthday soon. He said he would give her a birthday, but now, she didn't want anything, just wanted him to come back well.

If he can come back, she doesn't care so much. She just wants to be with him.