"Ba"

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Song Sisi hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but her body suddenly became weak and staggered and fell to the ground in a mess.

"Si Si!" The forehead jumped uneasy, and Song Ning quickly squatted down and held her, looked at her eyes and asked urgently, "What happened? Hum? Si Si? Si..."

The voice came to an abrupt end.

She watched Song Sisi cry falling.

From childhood to adulthood, she has seen her cry twice. Once, their mother passed away, Sisi cried to tears, and another time, Mo An and Song Xiangsi were caught in bed in her room. Although she was very calm, she still caught her crying that night.

Now……

"Sisi..."

Song Sisi bent down as if overwhelmed, held her face with both hands, and she burst into tears: "Lin Yang...Lin Yang might be on that plane, he told me that he was back today, he..."

Lin Yang?

Song Ning reacted immediately. It should be that little boy. For a moment, she felt indescribable.

"Are you sure?" She touched her hair and comforted her, and said with difficulty, "Is it sure he is on which flight?"

Song Sisi looked up suddenly.

The next moment, she hurriedly grabbed her phone and found his number and pressed it hard!

"Sorry, the user you called has been turned off, please dial again later..."

The mechanical customer service sound has no emotions.

Song Sisi felt...it was so cold.

She didn't believe it, so she dialed it over and over again, but she always prompted to turn off the phone.

"Shut down..." She looked up in confusion, her eyes were confused and at a loss.

If it weren't for that flight, why would it shut down?

A huge pain suddenly came, and his eyes instantly felt extremely sour, and his heart seemed to be clenched and he felt even more painful. He had difficulty breathing. Song Sisi finally couldn't bear it and fell in Song Ning's arms and tears fell like rain.

Life and death are separated, heaven and man are separated forever...

She only thought and felt these words when her mother passed away. She was young and could not control her age, but now she is already an adult, and she still can't bear it, let alone accept it.

How can she bear it and how can she accept it?

Yesterday was fine. He sent himself a WeChat message to tell him what happened in one day. He said that he missed her and wanted to come back early to see her. He wanted her to forgive him and give him another chance. Finally, he was confused and said that even if he didn't forgive, it would be okay. He would pester her and try to chase her until she nodded.

But what about her?

She was still angry and never replied to a single message. Just like this during this period, he was completely happy.

What did she think of last night?

By the way, she was thinking that if he came back to see her, she would have to hide out. How could she forgive me if she could say forgiveness? She also thought that he had to coax her well.

But now...

She never thought that one day bad luck would come, she never thought that the pain of skin would be so difficult to accept and so desperate that she felt absurd and impossible.

She resisted, she denied.

She was unwilling to accept it.

How could it be that coincidental? How could God make such a joke with her?

Suddenly, there was a stir around.

Everyone who was waiting to pick up at the airport or get news quickly would ask the Taiwanese staff to surround them. Some cried and snarled to know the latest news, and some were out of control.

The heads were shaking, and for a moment, there was no way to describe the chaos on the scene.

Song Sisi was in a state of dismay and in pain... she didn't know what to do.

"Si Si," my brother-in-law's calm voice suddenly sounded. He squatted down and looked at her seriously. "I checked. There were three flights from Munich to Qingcheng in total. In addition to the one missing, there was one flight in the past two hours, and another flight in the next three hours. No matter which flight your friend was on, it would be shut down now. So, we must first determine which flight he was. Do you understand what I mean?"

Silent crying suddenly stopped, as if she had grasped the last hope. Song Sisi suddenly raised her head, but the next second, tears surged down again. She wiped away her tears and looked embarrassed.

Song Ning hugged her with heartache: "Don't be anxious, Sisi, calm down, crying can't solve any problem. Now no one can be sure that he is on that plane, don't scare yourself."

Song Sisi nodded desperately.

She tried to stand up, but she didn't expect that all her strength had disappeared. She staggered and almost fell down again.

"Be careful." My brother-in-law helped her up.

Song Sisi's eyes were dim, but she tried hard to tell herself to calm down and not to cry: "Thank you brother-in-law." Her fingers were clenched tightly and tried to wake herself up with pain. She opened her mouth and asked hoarsely, "Brother-in-law, is there any way to know... the list of passengers who have lost flights?"

Song Ning also looked at him.

"I'll find a way," my brother-in-law nodded, then took his cell phone, "I'll make a call first."

It was too noisy and chaotic, so he had to find a quiet place.

Song Sisi nodded, looking at him with anticipation and nervousness.

"It's okay, it's okay." Song Ning held her hand to comfort her. Even though she knew that this kind of comfort was not very useful, she had to accompany her at this time.

A heart was empty. Even if the tears were stopped, Song Sisi's eyes were still sour, as if they would burst into pieces at any time.

After a long trance, she realized something.

She hurriedly opened her phone and wanted to log in to Weibo, but her hands were trembling too hard. She either pressed the wrong app or slipped her hand and almost dropped the phone to the ground.

In the end, Song Ning couldn't stand it.

"I'll do it."

She took her mobile phone and logged calmly on Weibo to find relevant information. For things like this, the relevant departments would announce the progress on Weibo as soon as possible, but this almost caused the Weibo server to collapse because there were too many people paying attention to the plane's missing.

The Weibo page is still paralyzed.

The uneasy pain that Song Sisi finally suppressed came again, and it was airtight, surrounding her tightly.

Too uncomfortable.

"sister……"

And at this moment, my brother-in-law strode back with his cell phone, with a slightly solemn expression.

A heart skipped a beat, and it seemed like it was suddenly grabbed by force. The pain made Song Sisi's face lose all blood, and her brain buzzed and confused: "Brother-in-law..."

"I asked a friend to contact someone. An hour later, the heads of the government and airlines in Munich will hold a press conference to explain the matter. The passenger list will be published at that time. We will also hold a press conference here and the airport will broadcast it in real time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the radio from the airport rang. What he said was almost the same as his brother-in-law's words, but there was a lot of comfort.

Song Sisi went toward the airport screen in a daze.

"Si Si, it will be fine, don't worry..." Song Ning shook her hand hard, and then he realized that at some point, her hand had become cold and there was no temperature at all, "Si..."

What else she wanted to say, the man shook his head at her.

Song Ning sighed, and his worries increased instead of reducing.

After a long time, Song Sisi moved and turned her head. She tried to calm herself down: "Yes... it's okay, it's okay... he won't be okay, God won't make such a joke with me, he... I can wait."

After saying the last few words, her voice became extremely hoarse.

As if she suddenly thought of something, she said again: "Sister, brother-in-law, you guys go first, I... OK, it's okay."

"How can we leave with confidence when you are like this?" Song Ning blocked her words, "I am your sister, of course I have to be by your side. I can make up for my honeymoon anytime, and it's not a short time."

At this time, my brother-in-law also spoke, pointing to a not far away and said, "There is a chair over there. Ningning, please help her over first, I'll buy a hot drink."

"good."

Song Ning helped her walk over.

Song Sisi's limbs were cold and weak, and even if her brother-in-law's hot coffee was brought in her hand, she could not warm her at all.

One hour, sixty minutes, three thousand six hundred seconds...

Song Sisi never knew that time was so difficult, and every minute and every second was an extra pain, but people could not resist, so they could only wait and bear it with a glimmer of hope.

"Dear sirs and ladies, I'm sorry to meet you in this way..."

German voice sounded.

"It's started." Brother-in-law reminded.

Song Sisi was in a daze for two seconds, then suddenly stood up and went straight to the big screen.

"Sisi!"

Song Ning hurriedly caught up.

The big screen was surrounded by a large screen, and there were all kinds of sounds, but Song Sisi couldn't hear them all. Her charming eyes were just staring at the spokesperson on the screen for a moment.

The airport broadcasts a press conference in Munich.

The camera glanced at me, and countless reporters on the scene, and the family members were either waiting out of control, or closed their eyes and showed pain. The sad mood could make people feel strong even through the screen.
To be continued...