Chatper 673 (1/2)

Before Bai Jingshu and An Xia could speak, Su Ziyue quickly ran towards Bai Jingshu's study.

The two were worried about her and followed her.

There was no light turned on in the study, Su Ziyue ran in recklessly, bumping into the corners of the table and chairs along the way, and the sound of ping-pong-pong echoed in the room.

She felt no pain at all.

In the dark, he ran to Bai Jingshu's desk and turned on his computer.

As soon as the computer was turned on, the late-night news popped up in the lower right corner, which was the news of the air crash.

After she clicked on it, she shook her hands several times before entering the keyword in the search bar.

The first list of victims has come out.

Su Ziyue held the mouse in one hand, and tightly clenched the other hand. Her nails pinched her palm so tightly that blood oozes out, but she didn't even notice it.

When Bai Jingshu and An Xia came in, they saw her sitting in front of the computer, looked at each other, and walked over quickly.

Su Ziyue was looking at the death list. It was a long list. She clutched her heart tightly and looked down one by one.

It wasn't until she saw the last one that she fell down on the table as if she lost her strength.

An Xia's expression tightened: "Zi Yue, what's wrong with you?"

Su Ziyue raised her hand and shook it, indicating that she was fine.

An Xia frowned, how could it be okay.

Even she felt a little sad, how could Su Ziyue be fine.

She turned to look at Bai Jing's book, and saw him looking at the list with a pale face.

Su Ziyue's reaction showed that Qin Muchen's name was not on the death list, but he was still worried and wanted to read it again.

An Xia lowered her head and stretched out her hand to hold Qin Muchen's.

However, as soon as her hand touched Bai Jingshu, it was tightly held by him.

She was pinched so painfully that she didn't say a word, if only this could make him feel better.

After a few minutes, Su Ziyue stood up and walked outside.

An Xia hurriedly asked her, "Where are you going? I'll accompany you."

Su Ziyue paused slightly, her voice hoarse: "I'll go and see Zixi."

Bai Jingshu on the side pulled her, An Xia turned around and saw Bai Jingshu shaking her head at her.

An Xia didn't speak any more.

Su Ziyue felt that she was in a dream, top-heavy, and her body was floating.

Everything in front of her eyes, what she heard and saw was not real.

A dim yellow bedside lamp was on beside Qin Zixi's bed.

Su Ziyue pushed the door open and went in, and immediately saw the dim yellow light from the bedside lamp.

This ray of light, tiny and dim, is enough to illuminate a side of darkness.

Su Ziyue closed the door and walked to the bed.

Qin Zixi was still in a deep sleep, her fleshy face was flushed by the heat, she looked like a doll with New Year pictures popular in the 1980s and 1990s.

Su Ziyue knelt down in front of the bed and reached out to touch his face.

No one knew how flustered and scared she was at the moment. She knew that the hope of surviving was slim, but she still couldn't help holding a glimmer of hope.

What if someone survived?

What if Qin Muchen is the one who survived?

He is so powerful, how could those people be his opponents!

Su Ziyue looked at Qin Zixi quietly for a while, then got up and went out.

Qin Muchen's life and death are still unclear, and she still has a lot to do.