Qin Shuo felt very uncomfortable when he came out of the apartment. He stepped on the accelerator and drove to his father's house.

He didn't go there a few times throughout the year. He felt a little bit sorry to leave the old man alone on New Year's Eve.

Since the father and son had a big quarrel, every time they met, there was a feeling of tension.

It just so happens that everyone is a workaholic, busy at work, and rarely gets together except during holidays.

On the large oval dining table, the father and son sat at one end. While eating, they chatted about company affairs.

It was okay at first, but disagreements arose as we chatted. The nanny, Mrs. Feng, listened in the kitchen and hesitated whether she should come out to persuade.

Qin Shuo felt a headache. He had just had an argument with Zhen Xin in the morning. He was celebrating the New Year and he really didn't have the energy to argue with the old man anymore.

Qin Shuo took a few quick bites and put down his chopsticks: "I'm full, you can continue."

Seeing Qin Shuo get up, Qin Yuan said in a calm voice: "Where are you going?"

"Go out for a walk." Qin Shuo also replied coldly.

"You're not allowed to go. You're wandering around outside on New Year's Eve. What do you think? I expect you to set off firecrackers a little later, and you have to get up tomorrow morning and come back to Linjiang with me to pay homage to the graves. What are you doing!"

Hearing this, Qin Shuo had no choice but to go to the living room, sit on the sofa and watch TV. The phone kept buzzing with messages.

Qin Shuo turned on the screen of his mobile phone, and a group of blessing messages were sent out. For the pinned contact, the chat information is still there half a month ago. When I click into the Moments, there is still no dynamic update visible for three days.

The Spring Festival Gala was on TV, but Qin Shuo had no intention of watching it. He scrolled through his WeChat Moments with some boredom, swiping up his fingers and skipping the New Year's Eve updates.

Qin Yuan came over from the restaurant when he saw a message saying "Flight HX5784 to Kunming unfortunately crashed. All 257 passengers on board survived. The cause of the accident is still under further investigation."

"Let's set off firecrackers."

"Oh."

The fireworks were brilliant, lighting up the sky, and accompanied by the sound of firecrackers, it brought a busy year to an end.

Qin Shuo couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and take pictures of the beautiful moment. After clicking on Zhen Xin's dialog box for a long time, the photo was still not sent.

I’m tired, wake up tomorrow morning, it’s the new year!

When Qin Shuo returned to the apartment, it was already the afternoon of the second day of the new year.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, he had just driven back to Beiyang from Linjiang for two hours. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, he returned to Linjiang from Beiyang, and then drove back to Beiyang on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

Qin Shuo only felt that his back was sore from driving these days, and he was so tired that he didn't want to go back to his hometown in the near future!

It's been three days, and Zhen Xin still hasn't sent a message. In the past, when the two of them quarreled, Zhen Xin would lower her attitude and pass him the steps on the same day or the next day at the latest.

It was already the third day. Qin Shuo finally couldn't sit still. He sent the old man and the specialties home and drove directly back to the apartment.

The apartment was eerily quiet, with no sound of human beings.

Qin Shuo changed his shoes and looked up to see the ring box on the shoe cabinet: "It's here! I thought I lost it!"

He bought this pair of rings when he went on a business trip to country M. He kept it in his pocket since he bought it, but unfortunately he could never find the right time.

There was a key next to the box, with some red paint on it, Qin Shuo remembered. At that time, Zhen Xin got the key and said she wanted to draw something to commemorate it. As a result, the paint accidentally spilled on her pants. Not only was the pair of pants scrapped, but the key on the side was also stained.

This key was not always in the keychain of a cute Pikachu before. Qin Shuo suddenly had a bad feeling and shouted: "Zhen Xin!"

The air was quiet and there was no response.

A sudden fear surged in his heart. Thinking of his pale face, he was afraid that he had fainted due to illness, right?

He took three steps at a time, walked upstairs, and opened the guest bedroom door vigorously.

There was no one in the guest bedroom, it was clean and the sheets and quilts were neatly spread out.

Qin Shuo opened the closet door. Fortunately, the clothes were still there!

For a moment, Qin Shuo didn't know why, but he was suddenly afraid that Zhen Xin had not fainted, but just left without making a sound!

In the past, people who could not be driven away were playing hard-to-get tricks again this time!

Qin Shuo couldn't find anyone upstairs or downstairs. He was a little angry. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message: "New Year's Eve, where have you been?"

Sitting alone on the sofa, he was also here a few days ago. He said the word "get out" to Zhen Xin. Thinking about it, he still shouldn't!

However, Zhen Xin kissed him and then vomited... He always felt that he couldn't accept this, and he couldn't bear to apologize.

After a long time, there was no reply. Qin Shuo felt a little empty in his heart. He still couldn't hold it back and dialed a number, only to hear a mechanical female voice saying, "The phone you dialed has been turned off."

Shut down?

What on earth does Zhen Xin want to do!

Did you deliberately disappear?

Qin Shuo was furious. He looked at the neatly stacked magazines on the coffee table and became increasingly displeased. He waved his hand and pushed them to the ground.

Don’t you hate the mess? I want you to come back and clean it up!

Qin Shuo got up in anger, paced back and forth in the living room, picked up his cell phone and called Secretary Lin: "Check for me, where did Zhen Xin go today?"

After hanging up the phone, Qin Shuo accidentally glanced at the magazines scattered on the ground and found a blank piece of paper.

He knelt down, pulled out the white paper, and unfolded it.

"Patient: Zhen Xin

Diagnosis: Late stage gastric cancer”

These few words were like sharp blades, stinging Qin Shuo's eyes. He suddenly fell to the floor, his hand holding the diagnosis sheet trembling.

how come?

Zhen Xin is still so young, how could she have advanced gastric cancer?

This is not true!

Zhen Xin must be lying to me!

Qin Shuo couldn't believe it, but his mind couldn't help but recall Zhen Xin's haggard face and weak figure.

He was still sick. Where did he go by himself?

He has no relatives in Beiyang City during the Chinese New Year, so where can he go?

Could it be that he has returned to Linjiang?

Qin Shuo was thinking a lot. He hurried back upstairs and lifted the sheets. The suitcase under the bed was indeed gone!

Is he really gone? !

At this time, the sudden ringtone of the cell phone rang, it was Secretary Lin.

When the call was connected, Qin Shuo spoke eagerly, his eyes a little red: "Where is he?"

Secretary Lin was startled by his boss's roar. He was stunned for a few seconds and said, "Mr. Qin, the afternoon before yesterday, Mr. Zhen left the apartment with his suitcase and took a taxi to the airport. The feedback from the airline was that he boarded the took flight HX5784 to Kunming."

Secretary Lin said, her voice suddenly choked up.

"What's wrong?" Qin Shuo asked.

"The plane unfortunately crashed on New Year's Eve, killing all 257 people on board."

When Qin Shuo heard this, he staggered and lost his balance. His knees hit the edge of the bed, and he felt a heartbreaking pain. The phone in his hand was like a hot potato and fell to the ground.

"Mr. Qin...Mr. Qin...are you okay?" Secretary Lin's voice echoed several times on the phone, but Qin Shuo could no longer hear it and covered his face and shed tears silently.

His heart felt like it was being torn apart, and the pain made him unable to breathe.

impossible!

This must not be true!

The airline did not contact him, and as a family member, he was not notified, so this must not be true!

Qin Shuo picked up the phone with trembling hands: "Xiao Lin, send me the airline's number."

While waiting for the call to be dialed, Qin Shuo's hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the phone.

"Hello sir, I'm glad to serve you. How can I help you?" The customer service voice was gentle and polite.

"Help me check whether there was a passenger named Zhen Xin on flight HX5784 that crashed on New Year's Eve?" Qin Shuo struggled to organize his words.

The other end of the phone paused for a moment, and then the keyboard crackled: "I'm very sorry to tell you that the system shows that a passenger named Zhen Xin has indeed boarded the plane. Are you a family member of this passenger? I need to help you transfer the incident. Processing center?”

"Okay." Qin Shuo gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

After the transfer, the boy said in a calm tone: "Hello, sir, I took a look at the investigation list reported by the police. The note shows that passenger Zhen Xin has no relatives, and his body has been sent to the police together with the other two passengers who have no contacts. We have arrived at a nearby funeral parlor. Are you his friend? Would it be convenient for you to come and claim his body?"

Hearing this, Qin Shuo couldn't bear it anymore, tears welled up in his eyes, and then he burst into tears.

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