mousepad-d2 Chapter 217 Death List
Chapter 217 Death List
Seeing that Gu Huayan was so nervous, Dai Sinian on the side hurriedly said, "Don't worry, kid, what happened?"
"I'm sorry, Uncle Dai, I can't explain a sentence or two. Anyway, please go to Yinshui International Airport first."
Dai Sinian nodded and gave the driver some instructions.
"Drive faster, uncle." Gu Huayan instructed the driver again, then found Rong Huan's number from the call log, and dialed it.
But unfortunately, the buff of never being able to make calls at the critical moment took effect, and no one answered the state.
Gu Huayan checked the flight information, and the flight is about to take off in 10 minutes, Rong Huan has probably already passed the inspection, and may have even boarded the plane.
Gu Huayan still sent him a message: Doctor Rong, you must trust me, this flight will crash, don't get on the plane!If you go up, you have to come down no matter what!
Brother Ting and the others had only received Rong Huan's message at this point, and they couldn't tell, probably because they didn't want them to intercept it.
With Jing Heng's personality, if he had told him earlier, he might have bought a plane ticket and followed him without saying a word.
Dr. Rong should have considered this and notified them when he was stuck at the point of taking off quickly.
Gu Huayan was in a hurry for the first time.
This is something he could never have imagined.
He thought that everything was under control, and he thought that Jing Heng would be fine, so he stayed out of it, but he never expected...
At this point in his previous life, the person who got on that plane was originally Rong Huan!
He took advantage of this incident to create an opportunity for the two of them by mistake. He could have avoided Rong Huan's death, but fate still followed its original path and allowed Dr. Rong to board the plane...
Why doesn't he remember clearly!
Until this time, whether it was due to preconceived reasons or something else, the list of victims gradually appeared in his mind.
This is an international flight, and most of them are foreigners. Among the long list of foreign names, there are a few Chinese names mixed in.
Robinson Lord, male, 35 years old.
……
Yan Yuanlong, male, 43 years old.
Ran Bing, female, 39 years old.
This is a couple.
Yan Qiaoqiao, female, 4 years old...
This is...the daughter of the couple.
Rong Huan, male, 28 years old.
……
Rong Huan, male, 28 years old... The appearance of these words made Gu Huayan feel cold all over.
It seemed that it was only at this second that he gradually understood why Jing Heng was still single, clean and without any scandals in his previous life until his death.
【Fantasy】
"Ah Huan, when are you going to forgive me? I know I was wrong, please justify me..."
The sound of howling ghosts and wolves came from the phone, and Rong Huan almost lost the phone with a trembling of his hand.
... Forgot to turn off the volume and clicked on the voice directly.
People coming and going at the airport stopped and gave him a strange look.
That look seemed to say:
Oh, man, I beg forgiveness for crying like this.
Oh, there is something.
"I'm sorry." Rong Huan apologized to the others.
It's quite social.
Rong Huan glanced at the voice, speechless.
This message has been sent for several days, but he has not replied.
When he heard it, he had drunk too much, and he was talking nonsense, and he could still hear the voices of other people beside him.
That guy would occasionally drink too much, and would go crazy and send him a message, but sometimes he would come back to his senses and withdraw it before he saw it.
...Looking at it this way, I drank a bit too much yesterday.
This voice is the last message Jing Heng sent.
The corner of Rong Huan's mouth twitched.
After the guy sobered up, he probably knew what stupid things he had done, so he didn't dare to send him any more messages, and he didn't dare to test whether he blocked him, so he had to clean up for a few days.
only……
Rong Huan looked at the phone screen and sighed lightly.
Good night before going to bed, good morning in the morning, this seems to have become a habit.
His biological clock is very fixed, go to bed early and wake up early, and when he wakes up, he will find that the guy has sent him a series of irrelevant life sharing.
There hasn't been a single message in the past few days, and suddenly I'm not used to it.
When Rong Huan was queuing up, he pulled the message up.
I sent him every dog I saw on the road, and it was very similar to Guanglin...
Don't all the husks look alike?I can't find anything to say to a certain extent!
Um?School Belle?
Heh, it's been so many years, he has almost forgotten what the school belle looks like, and after more than ten years, he may not be able to recognize it when standing in front of him.
Does he remember clearly?
idiot.
Did you send him this because you have no topic?
How the school belle is doing is none of his business!Did he feel bad for marrying the bad old man?Ren Xiaohua was also interested in you back then, why didn't you marry her back home?
School beauty, school beauty, why didn't you kill me.
Rong Huan resisted the urge to black him out, and then slid up and away again, with a pause.
This is a photo of Jing Heng.
Sitting in his private jet, leaning on the leather sofa, wearing millions of custom-made suits, the exposed wristwatch starts at about 1000 million, and the bottle of red wine photographed on the table is estimated to be hundreds of thousands.
Obviously not short-sighted, but loves to wear a pair of coquettish gold-rimmed glasses, legs gracefully crossed, holding a goblet, touching the mouth of the cup.
Click, take a picture.
The whole photo is full of two words: pretense.
Behind the photo is a text message from him: I sent it by mistake, and I can't withdraw it after 2 minutes...
Rong Huan replied this message before: I know Mr. Jing is very rich, and he is very different from a poor guy like me who came out of the mud, so don't show off.
Jing Henghui: Huan, don't be like this... I didn't mean that (╥╯^╰╥)
Rong Huan: Heh
There are a lot of messages like this, Rong Huan returns occasionally, sometimes he doesn't reply, his only feeling never changes: I'm afraid that idiot is not weak.
"Brother Rong Huan, what are you laughing at?" The little girl beside Rong Huan asked, tugging at the corner of his clothes.
"It's nothing, I saw a fool."
"Brother Ronghuan, can Qiaoqiao marry you in the future? Brother, marry me!"
Rong Huan smiled softly and rubbed Qiaoqiao's head: "When you grow up, you will meet your own Prince Charming."
"That's why you won't marry me, hum, I'm angry." Qiaoqiao muttered, clasping her hands on her chest, full of anger.
The woman next to the little girl apologized to Rong Huan, "I'm sorry, Doctor Rong, Qiaoqiao spoiled us."
"It's nothing, Qiaoqiao is very cute."
"Doctor Rong is chatting with his girlfriend." Qiaoqiao's mother smiled, "I've been smiling from time to time since just now, it looks sweet."
Rong Huan was taken aback.
Does he have it?
"No, I don't have a girlfriend."
"Ah," Qiaoqiao's mother looked very surprised, "Doctor Rong is young and promising, and he looks so handsome and has such a good personality. If you don't have a girlfriend yet, it must be because you didn't like her."
"No," Rong Huan smiled, "It's just that I haven't met anyone I like yet."
"That's right, but Dr. Rong is 28 years old, the family members must be anxious, so they must be urging you."
"Fortunately, I've been urged several times, but I don't want to mention it, so I won't remind you."
He is the eldest son in the family, and it stands to reason that he should be married at this age.
My younger sister has found a boyfriend, and he is still single. Mother Rong is really anxious.