Quick-wearing fancy whitewashing strategy

Chapter 72
Jing Nishizawa bent down to pick up the phone that fell on the ground, and staggered towards the outside.

It was as if a piece of my heart had been emptied suddenly.

After taking a taxi to the airport, Jing Nishizawa took out his mobile phone with trembling hands.

Sure enough, the headlines on major news portals and social platforms were all about the crash of the Malaysia Airlines plane.

People have been sent to search and rescue, and Jing Xize stared at the official website of Malaysia Airlines without moving his eyes, for fear of missing any news.

When we arrived at the airport, the crashed plane had been found, and the safety personnel and the list of seriously injured personnel had been announced.

Only the dead, because of reasons that still need to be checked, have not yet come out.

Desperately got the list at the airport, Jing Nishizawa sat down and opened it with red eyes.

Jing Nishizawa crossed one by one from the list of security personnel with his heart hanging.

From being full of hope to the end, his heart was getting colder and colder.

His eyes slowly began to search from the injured list again.

This time, on the one hand, he wanted to find Chu Xia's name quickly, but on the other hand, he read it extremely slowly, almost reading it word by word.

First page, no.

On the second page, no.

The third page is the last page, and there are only ten names left.

Jing Nishizawa's hand that was about to turn the page suddenly stopped, he let out a long sigh, and closed his eyes.

After a long time, I slowly opened my eyes, and turned to the third page little by little.

Immediately after turning the page, he covered the ten names with both hands.

Then, move your fingers away little by little.

The first one is not early summer.

The finger moved a little further to the right.

The second, no.

The third one is not, the fourth one, the fifth one, the sixth one, the seventh one, the eighth one, the ninth one, none of them.

Jing Nishizawa seemed to have been drained of all his strength at once.

Leaning his head back on the seat, he tightly covered the last name with his hands.

He remembered that this morning, when Chu Xia went out, he said goodbye to him.

Her voice, her laugh, when she kissed her forehead, the sweet taste filled both her heart and mouth at that moment.

In early summer, I brought the champion, have you seen it?

Chu Xia, I actually lied to you this morning.

I have long wanted to announce the relationship between the two of us, not ex-boyfriends, but boyfriends and girlfriends.

Come and listen to me tell you again, okay?

early summer...

Jing Nishizawa sat up straight, looking at the paper with the list on his lap.

The hand, little by little, moved away from the printed place.

Where it was originally covered by the hand, gestures in bold letters were exposed.

Skim.

Jing Xize was overjoyed, and moved his hand away a little more, and then a little more.

邹。

The first word is Zou.

Jing Nizeza's heart fell to the bottom all of a sudden.

But still unwilling to give up, he moved his hand away with luck.

The name of the last injured person appeared in his sight.

——Zou Shiquan.

The last person injured was Zou Shiquan.

That early summer...

Ha, ha, ha ha...

Jing Nize closed his eyes weakly, and the laughter from his hoarse voice was a bit piercing.

Hahaha, hahahahahahahaha...

In the airport full of mourning and crying, Jing Nishizawa suddenly burst out laughing.

Those who also had relatives and friends who came to the airport on this plane all turned their heads with red eyes and wanted to scold the laughing person.

But when they turned their heads, they saw the person sitting on the chair laughing loudly, but the corners of his eyes were full of tears.

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