Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

Zhuo Yang felt grateful that the backpack was found again, but at the same time, he felt a little guilty in his heart.

If this was just a typical theft, the cash in the wallet, or the latest model computer, would have been the first to be taken.If someone accidentally took it by mistake, why not send it to the service desk?Even if you really have a dark heart and throw it away casually, there is no need to take it to the trash can three streets away from the airport before throwing it away?

What is even more puzzling is that apart from the mobile phone, the missing item also has a sketchbook, in which there are only some impromptu graffiti and sketches, which are of no value to outsiders.

Now his identity is just an ordinary high school student, and he behaves very low-key on weekdays. Regardless of the aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation, he absolutely does not look like a young master from a rich family.When in contact with people, he is always humble and polite, and has never had a quarrel, let alone a grudge.

Could it be that it has something to do with Rijima Yan's family?This inference is even more untenable.But anyone who is interested must know that Yan Yaoqin has published an announcement in the newspaper that he has separated from the father-son relationship with his youngest son, and that the boy named Yan Yusi has disappeared from the Lidao territory for a year and a half. Even if he plays tricks, no one will be so stupid Choose someone who has been kicked out.

Returning home full of doubts, the door of the room was ajar. It seemed that Mrs. Logan hadn't gone out.According to the long-established habit, Zhuo Yang greeted him very kindly: "I'm back."

But until the coat was hung up and the backpack was put away, the response that should have been heard still did not sound.

Zhuo Yang secretly speculated that Mr. Logan had hardly left home for a long time before, but this time he left for two or three days suddenly, and the couple was in the middle of a cold war. Mrs. Logan must be in a low mood and cried secretly in hiding Maybe.If she keeps frowning all the time later, how can I persuade her?Do you want to relay the conversation at the airport to her?But in that way, Mr. Logan's plan will be disrupted. I don't know if he will do something bad with good intentions...

While thinking about it, he walked into the living room silently, and suddenly raised his head, Zhuo Yang was startled. Mrs. Logan had been standing with her back in the living room, and there were fragments of teacups scattered on the floor at her feet. Looking closely, she seemed to be fainting. trembling.

Zhuo Yang yelled twice, and Mrs. Logan turned around slowly and numbly. When she saw Zhuo Yang, she didn't seem to recognize him for a moment. The young man is Zhuo Yang, the Zhuo Yang who flew to Sydney with Mr. Logan, her eyes suddenly changed from puzzlement to shock, and she rushed forward in three steps instead of two, pushed Zhuo Yang away vigorously, and rushed straight to the The door, rushed into the courtyard, and rushed to the street, asking loudly and madly: "Why is it only you? Where is Jason? Where is my husband? Where is my husband?"

She turned around in a panic, not even knowing that her shoes had fallen off, and just kept repeating Mr. Logan's name, looking crazy and pitiful.No sign of her husband could be found anywhere, and Mrs. Logan ran back to the living room in a daze, stood in front of Zhuo Yang and grabbed his skirt, as if she wanted to ask something, her lips were trembling, but she couldn't make a sound.

Zhuo Yang opened his arms in bewilderment and let the other party grab him. It took him a long time to react, and he told Mrs. Logan exactly what happened that day.Hearing that her husband had indeed boarded the plane, Mrs. Logan completely lost her last hope. As if her muscles and bones had been pulled out, she slumped onto the floor next to Zhuo Yang's body, and sat there dumbfounded. It's the same.

Zhuo Yang tried his best to support Mrs. Logan, trying to talk to her and understand what happened to make her so emotionally out of control.

At this moment, he noticed the slightly nervous voice of the female anchor on the TV: "...This is the special news time, continue the follow-up report of the air crash just now. Just a few minutes ago, there was a report from Smith Airport It is reported that this flight QF428 from Melbourne to Sydney at [-]:[-] this morning, when it landed, unfortunately hit the foreign object falling from the front plane, which caused the tire to burst, and the debris hit the fuel tank, causing a fire. All the people on board were killed , and no one survived. According to the analysis of professionals, the speed of the plane reached [-] per hour at that time..."

Zhuo Yang's first reaction was to stare at the subtitles in the corner of the screen to confirm the time. He hoped that this was old news, but it happened to be the same voyage and the same flight number. Unfortunately, it clearly showed The date of the day and the words "Real-time broadcast".Afterwards, he unwillingly recalled every detail before boarding the plane, hoping that Mr. Logan would be like himself, missing the plane due to some unexpected situation, but he was helplessly watching Mr. Logan pass through the transparent door. You can see the whole glass door of the blue sky, walk all the way on the plane, and at the same time walk into the teleporter leading to hell.

The stereotyped standard female voice continued to be heard, and the special news was broadcasting the list of victims in detail.Zhuo Yang felt as if he was locked in a glass cover, and the voice from a few steps away was buzzing, and he couldn't hear it clearly.However, Mr. Logan's name was exceptionally clear, rumbling like a giant thunder and shaking people's hearts.

He couldn't imagine that just an hour ago, he was sitting opposite this man on the small coffee table, persuading each other to cherish family, lover, hard-won happiness and precious life.In just one hour, just to retrieve a backpack, the man was gone, completely disappeared from this world.

Unwilling to give up, Zhuo Yang called the airline to ask again and again, expecting a miracle to happen, but the answer he got was the same. Apart from expressing deep regret, the only thing left was a promise of compensation.In the end, Zhuo Yang almost quarreled with the reception staff on the other end of the phone.

He knew very well that there were many factors in the accident, but no matter what, it couldn't be blamed on a customer service representative.The cabin of the plane is airtight. After the fire, the passengers will soon inhale the smoke and suffocate to death, not to mention that they are all burnt to coke. Even if you check it a hundred times, a thousand times, there will never be any survivors.

Seeing Zhuo Yang powerlessly put down the phone in his hand, Mrs. Logan finally couldn't bear the huge blow, fell to the ground with a "gudong", and passed out.

Zhuo Yang panicked even more. He couldn't move the plump Mrs. Logan by himself, and he didn't know how to drive, so he hurriedly asked the nearest neighbor to help.Several people hurriedly sent Mrs. Logan to the hospital. Fortunately, she was just emotional and did not have any other symptoms. She woke up on her own after a while, but she whimpered and cried when she woke up. I can't help it either.

While crying, she blamed herself for not hiding things well, let alone cheating on her husband, which made Mr. Logan walk the last part of his life with resentment.She kept swearing and swearing, saying that she only loved her husband and never had anyone else in her heart. Being with Billy was just the curiosity of an ignorant girl, and even the moment she went to bed, she didn't feel any love at all.It's a pity that the other party can't hear these words anymore.

Later, friends and relatives of Mr. and Mrs. Logan rushed over. With everyone's comfort, Mrs. Logan gradually regained her composure, and Zhuo Yang, who had been tossing around all day, finally found a place to sit down and catch his breath.

He sat in the spacious and quiet rest area of ​​the hospital, looking at the hurried doctors, nurses, and patients not far away. Those people were all running for their lives, and the Grim Reaper was hiding in a nearby corner.

Life seems to be very long, ten years, 20 years, 100 years, there is a lot of time to make mistakes and squander - in fact it is not, life is so hasty that even a small step can not be tolerated, who can think of tomorrow, Or the next second is the end of life?

Zhuo Yang didn't know if there was anyone like him in the world who died once and survived through someone else's body, but he knew that such a lucky thing would never happen to the same person twice.

Last time, before he died, he was desperate, indignant, full of pain and regret that he couldn't ask for.After waking up, he wanted to leave, and wanted to pursue a free and wonderful life.

But what does the so-called wonderful life look like?

To have a warm home, to be loved by someone, to see the scenery, to taste the delicious food, to appreciate all kinds of things in the world... God has clearly sent these to him, and has turned Yan Yaoqin into what he wants, and has made life according to His expectations have been reorganized, but they have all been ignored by him!

Life is like a puzzle. If you fill in the wrong answer for the first time, you will be punished by death.Now that we have the opportunity to make up the exam, we should make corrections instead of overcorrecting.Because the act of pursuing love fails, one fears love and runs away from love. This is the real failure!

If he were Mr. Logan, he would definitely regret not giving his wife more tolerance and understanding, so that it would be too late to say the last sentence "I love you" once the heaven and man were separated forever.If he were Mrs. Logan, he would definitely regret not being able to confess to her husband sooner. He only complained that the other party did not understand his sincerity, but never thought of letting go of his self-esteem and stubbornness. .If he is Zhuo Yang, what should he do?

Never wait until it is irretrievable before thinking of regretting it!

Why do people live?It's not face, it's not backbone, it's not reputation, and it's not what the world will comment on after thousands of years.Only you know the happiness of loving someone and the happiness of being loved by someone.But miss and entanglement, but no one can accept it for yourself.

So if you want to say something, just say it, for some people, if you love each other, go for it!There was a man named Yan Yaoqin... Zhuo Yang suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly stood up and looked around for the phone.

Since the last contact before boarding, his mobile phone was lost and turned off.Afterwards, he patronized Mrs. Logan to rescue Mrs. Logan. There was no one at home, so the phone could not be connected. What's more, because of the sudden incident, the word "Yan Yusi" was still listed in the list of victims.

Yan Yaoqin's cell phone was never answered, so he had to call home, and it was Ling Caiyi who answered the phone. Before he could make a sound, Zhuo Yang couldn't wait to shout into the microphone: "Aunt Cai, it's me, I'm not dead! I'm dead!" Not on the plane! I...I..." He really wanted to tell Ling Caiyi what happened today and the reason why he didn't catch the plane, but he couldn't sort out his thoughts anyway.

Steward Ling, who has always been calm and unreal, even started to speak incoherently. The phone rang and rattled, and she didn't know if it knocked over the coffee table or kicked the vase. She endured the pain and shouted: "That's great! Okay, you, you, you, wait, I will transfer the call to Mr.'s study! My God, this is really..."

Before Zhuo Yang could react more, a familiar low-pitched male voice came from over there: "A Yang..."

Zhuo Yang calmed down and replied softly, "It's me."

Yan Yaoqin didn't speak, his breathing was extremely heavy, as if trying to suppress something, with a strange nasal sound.That's... Zhuo Yang suddenly realized that it was Lao Yan's cry, a cry that he didn't want to be discovered but couldn't hold back.This man who was as majestic as a mountain, this man who had seen success and failure in the world, was actually on the other end of the phone, secretly crying helplessly like a child.

At this moment, Zhuo Yang's eye sockets also became sore suddenly, and he really wanted to stand opposite the man and reach out to pat his back, even if it was just to help him wipe away a gushing tear.

"Old Yan, I..." Zhuo Yang summoned up his courage and asked, "I...go back to Lidao, okay?"

"Don't! Stay there and don't move!" There was a blunt refusal from the other end of the phone, before Zhuo Yang opened his wet eyes, Yan Yaoqin immediately continued, "Wait... I'll pick you up!"