In this era of information explosion, the focus has completely changed in less than a month.
The initial heated attention and overwhelming discussion quickly changed positions. Which star cheated again, where the train got out of line again, and a certain official made sexy news again... News about the crashed plane slowly began to spread.
, and no longer attract attention.
The lives and deaths of hundreds of people have become a legend buried by time.
Relatives may still be sad, but others have also sung.
Only very occasionally, people will curse after dinner: "It's really nonsense, there is no follow-up for so long..."
Or: "Will the family be compensated a lot of money? Will it be compensated in the millions? That's great..."
So, everything came to an end.
Everyone should do what they should do.
That was the first time Wang Donglin returned home in this month.
When Liu Daqing heard the sound and came out to greet him, he was startled for a moment. However, he saw that his son had long hair and beard, and looked like a savage. His whole body was bone-shape, as if he had shed a layer of skin. The weather was hot, and he didn't know how long it had been since he took a shower and changed clothes.
Sorry, the whole person was almost rancid.
"Donglin..."
He was extremely tired and slumped on the sofa without saying a word.
Liu Daqing was very gentle: "Go take a bath first and have a good rest."
He agreed, and Liu Daqing asked him to prepare something for him. When he turned around, he had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
The servant asked in a low voice: "Madam, do you need to wake up the third young master?"
She shook her head with a wry smile and waved for them to go down.
Her suffering this month can be imagined. First, she listened to their announcements again and again, their denials again and again, their hopes and despairs... Over the years, plane crashes have become a common occurrence. However, Wang Donglin has always been
Unwilling to give up, I have been spending money to find underground passages to help me find it.
She knew it was useless, but you couldn't awaken a madman's reason.
If she could buy peace of mind with money, she would rather open her eyes and close her eyes.
Even she herself suffered from insomnia every night. It was completely unbelievable that such a lively person had completely disappeared from this world overnight.
However, there is really no news about her at all.
Slowly, Liu Daqing has gradually accepted this fact. Life is rare in seventy years. At her age, she is used to life and death, so she is happy to accept her fate.
When Wang Donglin woke up, it was already late at night.
He opened his eyes blankly and saw a dim light and his mother wearing reading glasses and reading a newspaper.
"Mom, why don't you just rest?"
Liu Daqing said with a pleasant look: "Are you hungry? Let me have some supper with you."
It was said to be a late-night snack, which was more substantial than the main meal. Wang Donglin devoured it, but he couldn't taste it. There was also a bottle of fine liquor on the table. Liu Daqing poured two glasses of it himself and handed one to his son: "Donglin, I'll drink with you tonight.
One cup.”
He really needed this glass of wine, took it, raised his neck and drank it in one gulp.
Liu Daqing only took a small sip and put down the cup. But when her son raised his hand and poured another full cup, she did not stop him and allowed him to drink by himself. At this time, it was really scary not to have a drink.
He suppressed his illness.
After a bottle of liquor was drained, Wang Donglin became completely active.
He smiled and said, "Mom, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"..."
"Hey, no one will call you Queen Mother anymore...really...no one will call you that in this world anymore..."
