cowardly

Chapter 153 Lin Junze is Dead

I got up a little early, it was only 8 o'clock, and I watched the morning news while eating breakfast.

"A plane on flight 127 from Los Angeles to S City in China crashed midway in the territory this morning, and all 124 people on the plane and the crew were killed..."

When I heard the news, I was dumbfounded, how could it be?how come?Last night, I told Lin Junze about the flight schedule, and even joked that my birthday is the same as mine on December 12th, how could it be?
The spoon fell to the ground and made a sound, and the whole person sat unresponsive.

When I came back to my senses, my eyes were already very sore, and I tried my best not to let the tears stay. I couldn't believe that he died like this!

He took the phone in a hurry, pressed the familiar buttons, and a female voice came from the phone: Sorry, the person you dialed has turned off.

I sat on the ground, completely panicked, car keys?I stumbled and ran to the bedroom, took my bag, and rushed downstairs quickly, I ran too fast, fell on the stairs, and my feet were scratched, but I had no time to think about it No, I don't believe it, I don't believe he just left like this!
After picking up the car, the key couldn't be inserted, and the hand was shaking so badly. After inserting it, the ignition couldn't be turned on. When the ignition started, I finally lay on the steering wheel and cried. All of them were killed?how is this possible?

Only now did I realize that Lin Junze had a place in my heart.

After crying for a while, I ran out of the car, went to the side of the road to catch a taxi, and drove to the airport. The radio in the car was also playing the news. I gritted my teeth tightly to prevent myself from crying in front of people.

"Oh, what a tragedy, how often have accidents happened to planes recently, what a tragedy!" the driver brother muttered.

I wanted to cry again when I heard it, I lay on my knees and covered my ears, not wanting to hear anything.

After getting out of the car, I ran into the airport, surrounded by many people, and the audience was full of crying. I couldn't stand it any longer, tears streaming down my face, standing inside, surrounded by crying people or A look of pity and sympathy.

Seeing the person in charge of the airport coming, I wiped my tears and rushed up.

(End of this chapter)