Xiang Yimo suddenly opened his eyes wide, with a look of astonishment on his face. The corners of his eyes overflowed with bright water, layer by layer, spreading faintly, dyeing his eyelashes darker and darker. His heart suddenly stopped beating, as if
The blood in the whole body was flowing backward rapidly, and the mind went blank for an instant.
"No... this can't be the plane Nangong Han is on..." The whitened lips trembled slightly, and a broken voice escaped. Xiang Yimo stepped back with trembling legs, "I want to go, I
We’re going to find him right away!”
He turned around suddenly and ran towards the door!
Teng Yue grabbed Kawee's collar, punched his handsome face, and whispered, "You really have a face that deserves a beating!"
"Yimo, calm down!" Su Zilin immediately chased after him, "Nangong Han is so powerful, he will definitely be fine..."
Xiang Yimo gasped for air, a layer of sweat oozed out from her forehead, and her footsteps became heavier and heavier. She ran outside, facing the scorching sun, and the scorching sunlight shot towards Xiang Yimo like a sharp arrow.
, her vision went dark, and the thick darkness came overwhelmingly. Her legs weakened and she fell to the ground.
The bright white light fell quietly on her body. She was wearing an empty maternity dress, making her look even thinner, helpless, and fragile...
A drop of clear tears slipped quietly from her cheek, crystal clear, reflecting the broken light of grief, and fell to the ground. The hot ground baked the teardrops into a wisp of smoke, which dissipated in an instant.
"Now, what should we do?" Su Zilin looked worried at Xiang Yimo who was unconscious on the bed.
Teng Yue remained silent, furrowed his brows, and cursed, "It's no good when a human-monster comes, he's as stupid as a single-celled creature!" Now, the more he looked at Kawee, the more he disliked it!
"What's the use of complaining now? It's business to find a way to calm Yimo down!"
Teng Yue sighed, "It's difficult!"
Xiang Yimo's breathing suddenly accelerated, his chest heaved violently, his eyelids trembled, and he kept whispering, "Nangong Han, don't leave me... you promised me... you will definitely come back to pick me up..." The voice was intermittent and filled with emotion.
There was a trace of fear, a trace of panic, and a trace of helplessness.
Her head shook, and a large amount of cold sweat rolled down her smooth forehead. Her messy black hair was like a splash-ink freehand painting, full of frantic fear.
At this moment, Xiang Yimo seemed to be entangled in a nightmare and couldn't break free. She shouted desperately and tried hard to push through the thick black haze to look for Nangong Han, but she couldn't even see his figure.
The hand raised in the air trembled slightly, as if she was trying hard to grab something, but she couldn't touch anything except the air.
Su Zilin grabbed her hand and said, "Yimo, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are all here, and we will always be with you!"
As soon as she touched Su Zilin's hand, Xiang Yimo suddenly opened her moist eyes, which were already soaked with tears. She broke out in a cold sweat, "Nangong Han, is there any news about him?" When she woke up with a start, she pulled tightly.
He held Su Zilin's hand and asked eagerly.
She blinked and lowered her head. She couldn't bear to look into Xiang Yimo's broken eyes and shook her head, "But Butler He has already rushed back. I believe there will be news about Nangong Han soon!"
"I want to go back! Go back right away!" Xiang Yimo lifted up the quilt and struggled to get up.
"Yi Mo, you have to think about the baby in your belly. You can't bear the trouble now. What if there is fetal gas?"
"If I continue to stay here, sooner or later I will become depressed and ill!" Xiang Yimo's tearful eyes cast an unwavering gaze, "Even if you stop me, I will do everything possible to go back!"
Teng Yue was silent for a moment and nodded, "Okay! I'll take you back!"
Kawee stood at the door for a long time. When he heard them talking about going back, he slowly moved in. Like a child who had done something wrong, he lowered his head and muttered, "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done that."
Tell you!"
He didn't do it out of gloating, but as soon as he saw the news related to her, he told her without thinking too much.
"It's okay!" Xiang Yimo's tears gathered in his eyes, trying his best to suppress the pain, "I will know about this sooner or later!"
"Are you really going back? I didn't even take you to have a good time!"
"There will be a chance next time!"
Su Zilin gave Kawee a wink, "Handsome guy, you can come and play with us too!"
Teng Yue's expression tightened, and he scolded coldly, "As a girl, do you know what it means to be reserved?"
"Mind your own business!" Su Zilin rolled her eyes at him angrily.
I simply packed my luggage and rushed to the airport immediately. I could have asked the company to send another plane over, but I was worried about another accident, so I chose to take the airline's plane, which was safer.
As soon as Xiang Yimo appeared in the lobby of the airport, he attracted everyone's attention.
A thin woman, wearing a long black dress and a pair of sunglasses on her face, but it was difficult to cover her fair cheeks. There were eight tough and burly bodyguards standing around her, each wearing sunglasses and uniforms.
, looking around with increased vigilance.
This was arranged by Uncle Sardt in order to escort Xiang Yimo back to Italy safely.
Pedestrians were all curious about her identity, who she was, and why she created such a big fuss.
The sunglasses covered her red and swollen eyes, as well as the tears in them.
Along the way, Xiang Yimo didn't close her eyes for a moment, like a robot. She ate when she was given food and drank when given a drink. Most of the time, she was silent.
Su Zilin and Teng Yue tried to divert her attention, and they took turns telling jokes, but she was stunned and had no reaction.
She was silent in her own sorrow and pain, as if the ground was a prison, tightly binding herself in it. No one could get in, and she herself could not get out.
After getting off the plane, we took a helicopter and rushed directly to the jungle where the plane crashed.
Xiang Yimo's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He looked out the window blankly and saw the ruins. Tears flowed freely.
As soon as the helicopter stopped, Xiang Yimo dragged her heavy steps towards the wreckage of the plane. Her eyes were vacant and vacant, and she let her tears meander into a stream...