Chapter 640 (1/2)

She didn't bring anything. Even if she had a parachute, they didn't know where it was, the virgin forest or the sea?

No, it can't be the virgin forest. It may be the sea, because they have flown for more than two hours. At this time, they have reached the sea, and it may be the deep sea.

So I can't live. I can't live at all.

The plane bumped violently again. Zeng Xubai stretched out his hand and held Liu Liang tightly. Liu Liang couldn't hear anything else, so he could only hear him say in his ear from time to time.

”Don't be afraid. I'm here.”

But Liu Liang has a sore throat. She would rather not have him. She would rather face it by herself. She is unwilling to let him encounter such a thing.

What else can I do?

Liu Liang firmly grasped her hands, and the rest in her body was almost in a rage, until once again, Zeng Xubai clenched her hand.

Liangliang, don't be afraid. It's okay.

Liu Liang is slowly quiet. The people on the plane are crying. They are the only ones. They don't cry or make noise. They always sit here quietly to meet their fate, whether they live or die.

Students, they are grateful.

When they die, they are calm.

No one is afraid of death, but at this time, they are really afraid, not because of anything else, but because of the person around them, not because of fearlessness, fearlessness, because the last person they see will be each other.

Even this way of meeting is very tragic.

I don't know how long the plane swayed, until it gradually stopped, until the feeling of dizziness was relieved bit by bit, until it was gone.

It's like having a nightmare. If it weren't for the luggage falling everywhere on the ground, it's really hard to believe. What did they just experience?

”It's all right.”

Zeng Xubai first took down his oxygen mask. After feeling all right, he helped Liu Liang take off his face.

He patted Liu Liang's face gently.

”You see, we narrowly escaped death. Does it feel exciting?”

At this time, when the radio remembered again, the flight attendants still had a gentle voice with a habitual comfort, but they could also hear their voice with choking.

Everyone is human. In the face of life and death, no one is afraid and no one is not afraid. Even Liu Liang, who has died once, is afraid.

”Are you hurt?”

At that time, Liu Liang clearly felt that there was blood on her face. Whose blood was it? There was no need for her to elaborate. Who else could there be except those who had spoken?

”I'm fine.”

Zeng Xu touched his head. ”He was just hit on the head by his luggage.”

When he finished, Liu Liang's eyes were red, just like rabbits.

”It's all right,” said Zeng Xubai, squeezing her face again. ”It doesn't hurt. It's a small injury.”