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Mo Hen smiled self-deprecatingly and walked towards the boarding area without looking back.

After getting on the plane, she didn't take off her hat, she just turned on the mp3 and listened to it.

However, no one knew that an accident happened just like that.

Suddenly, the weather changed drastically, and the originally clear sky turned into dark clouds in the blink of an eye.

A thunder struck, lifting the hearts of the passengers. Maybe it was because there were too many dark clouds and they were too dense. When the plane passed through the thick clouds, there was a thunder and lightning, and the plane suddenly shook violently, and the passengers on the plane were panicked.

, running away and taking refuge everywhere, the already unstable plane became even more shaky. The only thing that was incompatible with it was the figure listening to the mp3 player, who was still so ordinary. Do you think she couldn't feel the shaking of the plane? That's not true.

It's possible that she just doesn't want to pay attention to it. Maybe there is no difference between life and death to her...

In the end, none of the passengers on the plane survived and all were killed.

The next day, the headline in the newspaper "Flight xxxxx to New York crashed, Leng's daughter died, and more than 2,000 passengers on board were not spared." caused a great sensation.

The Leng family didn't express too much, they just used the family's power to suppress the matter. Also, if outsiders knew the Leng family's purpose of letting their children go to New York, then the Leng family wouldn't have to mix in society.

A few days later, there was no one at Mo Hen's funeral. A simple stone tablet stood with two Chinese characters for "Mo Hen" engraved on it. There was no last name at all? There were only a few withered dark blue shores in the sky.

, flying...

At this time, the sky was overcast and rainy. Looking up, the sky a hundred miles away was still dark gray, like a lifeless sea, dead and barren. The misty rain in the sky seemed to be crying, but also seemed to be confiding, confiding,

The girl's infinite sadness.


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