Everyone's eyes turned back to the window, and they were silent. There was a new accident report on the TV - "I just received the sad news, 6 domestic flights, 11 international flights, because they encountered white fog during the flight, Except for ca0000 times, all the planes crashed, and the number of casualties is currently unknown. The ca0000 times miraculously controlled the situation during the fall, slowed down the falling speed, and successfully landed on the outskirts of H city, and all were safe. The following is the death. flight number."
"..." Mu Duo stared at the TV screen for a while, then suddenly turned his head to Xia Zhiming and said, "ca0000 times are the flight times of the experts sent from above."
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"It seems that the experts invited have some real stories." Everyone watched the TV, which was making a detailed report on a series of accidents.
"We contacted the captain and flight attendant of flight ca0000. They said that, except for some passengers who were overly frightened during the plane's crash, they were emotionally unstable and were being comforted by the flight attendants. Most of the passengers were in good condition and are currently on the plane. The supplies are relatively sufficient, and I hope that the needs of the passengers can be maintained until the fog clears…”
Luo Xiaochen listened to the report, then turned to look at the outermost layer of glass. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone, muttered for a while, then dialed the number, and answered without two rings, and then he was out of breath. A very old man's voice came: "Stinky boy, how many calls do you have to make a day? My mother and I have already gone to the basement to hide in the basement, what do you want to do?"
"Oh, you're huddled? It's good to huddle. I'm not afraid that your old man will answer the phone and throw what I said behind your head and walk around."
"Fuck! Your father, am I the kind of person who can't handle it clearly?! You just need to clean up!" Dad Luo over there was probably a little jumpy, so he could hear it clearly here.
Xia Zhiming, Fang Siyuan and the others were stunned for a moment, but they also took out their mobile phones and went out of the ward door to the corridor to make a call. In fact, several of them had spoken to their family members on the phone before, but now the situation is obviously a little serious, and the window glass has melted a layer. Although most people have installed double or even triple glazing in their homes since the last fog, but I don't know how long this fog will last. The first layer has already opened a hole, how long can the second layer last
In the entire ward, Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan were the only ones who were busy notifying their families, because they had no living relatives apart from each other—
From the beginning of the record, in Ye Zhao's concept, there is only one relative, the grandfather. Although they are not related by blood, they have always lived in that huge old house as grandparents. One grew from a tall and sturdy old man to slowly becoming thin and rickety; the other grew from a babbling, soft-hearted child to a taller and taller. They lived together for more than ten years until Ye Zhao was in high school. The old man died peacefully.
And Nie Renyan's experience was surprisingly similar to Ye Zhao's. He had never seen his parents, and he lived by the person he called "Auntie" until she died of a serious illness.
When they first met, they thought that such a similar life experience was too coincidental. Now they think about it again.