awkward

A humming vibration kept echoing in my ears.

Ye Mu's consciousness is fuzzy, and he has almost lost the ability to think.

The oxygen in the cabin is thin, and the feeling of suffocation repeats every breath.

A few minutes passed, and a strong and pungent smell of blood permeated the air.

When the plane fell, the entire gravity was concentrated on the front part, and some passengers at the tail survived.

Someone woke up shortly after.

The moment they opened their eyes, they were faced with bloody corpses.

Some were thankful, some were in tears, and some were frightened.

The movement in the cabin was slow and quiet at first, and a few well-meaning people tried to wake up those who were still in a coma.

Suddenly, someone yelled.

"Get out of here! The plane is leaking fuel and it's going to explode!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of panic in the cabin, and the footsteps began to become hurried and noisy.

Ye Mu was stomped heavily by several fleeing men, the pain made him regain some sense, and then opened his eyelids.

He moved and looked down to see that his shoulder was pierced by the steel pipe above him.

The lack of oxygen made him dizzy, and he almost wanted to fall asleep again.

"Wake up."

Someone beside me is talking.

Ye Mu turned his head subconsciously and found that Chen Mo was looking at him with a pale face.

He was injured more seriously than himself, almost half of his body was pressed by the casing, the wound was bleeding, his eyes were decadent and he had lost the desire to survive.

Ye Mu was startled, and suddenly came to his senses. He immediately gritted his teeth and pulled out the steel pipe. He turned sideways and began to push the heavy object on Chen Mo's body.

Because of the excessive force, the wound on his shoulder cracked more severely, and the blood kept dripping down.

"Leave quickly." Chen Mo said, his voice was weak to the limit.

Ye Mu didn't respond, and began to hammer the heavy shell frantically.

Someone walked by in the aisle and pulled him, "Brother, don't worry, he is hopeless! Go, this plane is going to explode!"

Ye Mu didn't seem to hear it, he leaned over and put the heavy shell on his shoulder and pushed it up desperately.

The blue veins on his neck were exposed, making his whole face flushed, and the sweat soaked his undershirt in no time.

Chen Mo had lost too much blood and had no strength to speak, but he couldn't bear to see him like this, so he uttered, "Hurry up, don't waste your energy."

Ye Mu frowned, and lost his temper for a rare time, "Don't make noise"

With mixed feelings in Chen Mo's heart, he closed his eyes and turned his head to stop looking at him.

The smell of gasoline in the cabin became heavier and heavier, and all the survivors were gone, only the two of them were left.

Time passed minute by minute.

Ye Mu was still working hard, using all his strength to resist.

The moment the plane crashed, he had no fear.

Instead, he felt a sense of relief.

For so many years, he has lived too tired.

Ever since he broke up with Yan Chen, he no longer knew what the meaning of his life was.

But Chen Mo was still so young, he didn't want to watch him die.

The strong instinct can make more strength burst out of the body.

I don't know how long it took, but after another sudden exertion, he finally managed to lift off the heavy shell.

Without stopping for a moment, Ye Mu picked up Chen Mo, who was slumped in the chair, and ran towards the cabin door.

"Boom!"

Without warning, at that same instant, the entire plane exploded with a bang.

The strong air flow spread around at a frightening speed. Ye Mu immediately protected Chen Mo from behind and threw him down.

Some people were screaming, some were crying, and the surrounding area was full of gunpowder smoke, making it a mess.

Chen Mo opened his eyelids with a little effort, and the last thing he saw was Ye Mu lying in a pool of blood.

……

Shanghai, urban area

At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, Gu Huai received a call.

The contact person is a private investigator.

After listening to the other party's report, he hung up the phone and walked directly into the study.

The room was completely dark, Yan Chen turned on a desk lamp and looked down at the documents, only to find Gu Huai after a long time.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Gu Huai stared at him, and said calmly: "Something happened to Ye Mu, the flight he was on today crashed."

Yan Chen's pen paused, but soon returned to normal, "Is it dead?"

Gu Huai observed his expression carefully, and said slowly: "He was sent to the intensive care unit, and he is still in a coma."

Yan Chen lowered his eyes and looked at the manuscript paper in his hand with a cold expression. After a long time, he said: "It's a pity."

"Do you really wish him dead?"

Yan Chen's long and narrow eyes showed indifference, "Does this have anything to do with me?"

Gu Huai was silent.

Yan Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, "You sent someone to follow him?"

Gu Huai did not deny it, "Yes, so I know everything, including the drunken sex after you broke up. I have always doubted you, but after today, I think maybe I was worrying too much."

——He knew Yan Chen, if he really had feelings for that person, he would definitely not have the current indifferent attitude when he heard about the accident.

Yan Chen crossed his fingers and propped his chin, with a very calm expression, "You should trust me, Gu Huai, I don't want to repeat it, I only like you from the beginning to the end."

Gu Huai lowered his eyes, and his long black eyelashes cast a shadow, making his expression unclear.

"Let's get married, Yan Chen."

There was silence in the air.

3 minutes passed and still no reply.

Gu Huai was a little disappointed.

Turning around to leave but was hugged from behind.

Yan Chen hugged him, his profile was handsome and charming, and his smile was extremely gentle, "Gu Huai, do you know how long I have been waiting for this sentence?"