Sister, you miss me

"Yang Feng, are you going to leave me?"

Yang Feng walked away slowly, Hua Ziyan silently looked at him and said in disbelief.

"Live well." Yang Feng's eyes were gentle, mixed with a little helplessness and perseverance, and every word.

"What are you going to do!" Hua Ziyan exclaimed.

Depressed, Hua Ziyan could see such a smell in Yang Feng's eyes.

The catastrophe was approaching, and everyone rushed to and fro, but this was in the water, unable to run, it was just a symbolic dying struggle.

At this moment, only Hua Ziyan and Jamie are paying attention to Yang Feng's actions.

Without seeing how Yang Feng moved, his wrists began to seep blood, the blood soaked into the sea water, and he swam towards the shark in a freestyle.

Hua Ziyan finally understood what Yang Feng was doing. He wanted to sacrifice himself to lure away the sharks and win everyone a chance to survive.

"No-come back -" Hua Ziyan shouted, hoarse.

Yang Feng swam so fast that he actually attracted the attention of the fish, and the high "flag" turned around and chased Yang Feng.

Hua Ziyan murmured to herself with teary eyes: "Yang Feng, what is the point of doing this? You are alone, not enough for a shark to stuff your teeth..."

Yang Feng and the school of fish disappeared at the end of the field of vision together, and the survivors of the commotion slowly calmed down.

The loss of Air France flight 1794 finally shocked the world.

In this incident, the airline notified the information to the world as soon as possible, dispatched rescue teams as soon as possible, and requested assistance from the world.

The country of Malaysia near the Strait of Malacca admitted that they had sent a distress signal to them before the plane lost contact. However, they were not sure whether the plane was controlled by terrorists, so they refused the request for a forced landing.

When such remarks were made, Malaysia was immediately condemned by the whole world.

In recent years, there have been frequent air crashes, and no one is more tortured than the relatives and friends of passengers.

At the presidential residence of Ai Guo, the wife of the president rushed into the study room, tearful eyes and incoherent words: "Husband, Jamie... Jamie she..."

The black president stepped forward to embrace his wife who was also black and asked, "What happened to Jamie?"

"She was on the 1794 plane."

The president staggered, and he was finally supported by a desk, so that he would not fall.

"It's all my fault. She is so young, and I shouldn't let her travel alone!" The President's wife said reproachfully.

The president closed his eyes and burst into tears: "God will bless her..."

Chen Zhendong was drunk and dreaming in the Moulin Rouge when he suddenly received a strange phone call and asked lazily: "Who?"

"I am Zi Yan's roommate, she has an accident."

"What!" Chen Zhendong pushed the bunny girl away from the crotch, "What, you can make it clear."

"She should have been on the 1794 flight."

Chen Zhendong slowly got up without saying a word.

"Sir, are you listening?"

"I... I will confirm." Chen Zhendong hung up his cell phone and immediately asked someone to check the entry and exit records. The news was quickly fed back. Hua Ziyan was indeed on the missing plane.

Chen Zhendong fell helplessly on the soft sofa. After thinking for a long time, he dialed a number: "Grandpa Hua, something happened to Zi Yan..."

When Dracula received the news, he was frightened at first, and then sad.Brighton is his boss, Qin Zhong is his benefactor, these two are Dracula’s most respected people, Yang Feng is their only concern, and now they actually...

Dracula blamed himself, his intestines regretted, why book this flight, why not use business jet, and it is not that he can't afford it!

What a shame to the two gentlemen!Dracula shed tears.

In Qin Xue’s ward at the Beijing National Tsing Hua University Hospital, Qin Xue and Wang Bingqian cried with each other's headaches. Jiang Bingyue followed and wiped his tears. Su Qinxin's heart was heavy.

Before boarding the plane, Yang Feng called his sister, so Qin Xue and Wang Bingqian knew which flight Yang Feng was taking. Now the plane is missing, and Yang Feng is also missing. The result is self-evident.

"Don't cry for the three of you, okay, now that the whole world is launching rescue, maybe there will be a miracle!" Su Qinxin persuaded.

"He will not die, absolutely not!" Wang Bingqian said suddenly excitedly, "I know he can breathe in the water, Xiaoxue, do you remember, we were all okay if we were sealed in concrete."

"Yes, brother must be fine, sure!" Qin Xue sweared with tears.

"Ji people have their own heavenly appearances." Jiang Bianyue said with tears: "I also believe that Big Brother Yang will turn good times into bad luck."

"Sister Qian, I want to go to Malacca." Qin Xue looked at Wang Bingqian, Chu Chu pityingly said.

Wang Bingqian shook her head: "No, the whole world is paying attention to this matter, it's the same everywhere."

While the world was busy searching for the traces of 1,794 planes, the IS base on the Syrian border issued a video statement claiming responsibility for the incident.

Suddenly, the whole world issued strong condemnation and accusations to denounce this extremely inhumane anti-human behavior.

The sun is in the middle of the sky, the sea is breeze and waves, and everyone is floating.

After the shark crisis was over, the survivors gathered together again, and everyone held hands and shivered.

Eighty-seven people did not drip in for more than 12 hours, and many people developed symptoms of dehydration. Everyone struggled to support and suffer.

After a long time, Yang Feng was gone, Hua Ziyan was desperate and her tears ran away.

Jamie leaned against Hua Ziyan's arms, feeling like he wanted to go to sleep. Suddenly, a dark figure appeared in his dim vision, and Jamie said weakly, "Sister, what is that?"

Hua Ziyan opened her tired eyes and saw a vigorous figure whose swimming style was not brilliant, but his speed was amazing.

"Yang Feng, it's Yang Feng!" Hua Ziyan yelled, only to realize that her throat was hoarse, but tears instantly burst.

Dozens of eyes were cast towards Yang Feng, who was getting closer and closer. Is this still a human? He was able to escape from the shark's mouth, and he seemed to retreat all over.

Blinking his eyes, Yang Feng swam in front of everyone and waved at everyone. Suddenly, Hua Ziyan swam to the front and hugged him tightly, her pale and chapped lips pressed towards Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was so tired that he gave up resistance, and the two kissed affectionately under the water, turning round and round, Hua Ziyan's arm strength was amazing.

For five minutes, Yang Feng led Hua Ziyan out of the water, and the survivors applauded.

Yang Feng was able to come back alive, which was tantamount to injecting a heart booster into everyone. They believed that the god of fate still took care of them, and they still had hope of living.

Everyone was just excited, but subconsciously ignored a little. Yang Feng spent six hours coming and going, leaving aside the sharks, it was enough to be jaw-dropping.

Jamie paddled over and looked at Yang Feng curiously: "Big brother, how did you do it?"

Jamie asked everyone's entangled question.

"What, which one do you say?"

"Of course it is to distract the sharks."

"Sharks have very good noses. It is said that they can smell a few kilometers away with just a drop of blood, so I use blood to draw them away."

"But you can't swim faster than a shark!"

"Of course, so I rode a shark."

Jamie smiled and shook her head. Of course she didn't believe it: "Then why the shark didn't eat anything but didn't come back to find us?"

"They are eating."

"what?"

"They are the same kind." Yang Feng said lightly. Suddenly, he pointed to the west: "Look, there is a boat."

"My God!" Jamie cried excitedly, "It's an Indian warship."

A ship with the flag of India is coming.

...

In Qin Xue's ward, several girls kept holding their mobile phones, watching the rolling reports of the plane loss.

Suddenly, Qin Xue's mobile phone rang. She saw that it was an international long distance with an area code. Qin Xue was a little nervous. She glanced at Wang Bingqian on the opposite side. Wang Bingqian nodded slightly. Qin Xue trembled and pressed the answer button: "Where?"

"Xiaoxue, I'm my brother, I'm fine."

"Ah!" Qin Xue screamed with hot eyes, "Brother-really you, is it really you?"

"Who else can be besides me, don't you still hear my voice? I won't say more, I will go back as soon as possible."

"Xiao Feng...just fine!" Wang Bingqian grabbed the phone and resisted choking.

"Qianqian, I worry about you."

"Come back as soon as possible."

"it is good."

"Brother, why are you coming back?" Qin Xue snatched the phone back again.

"Of course it's an airplane."

"Is still flying, can I change to a separate transportation?"

"Don't worry, you can't give up eating because of choking!" Yang Feng glanced at Hua Ziyan next to him: "Okay, Xiaoxue, there are people lining up to report safety, rest assured, I will go back as soon as possible."

After all, Yang Feng handed the call to Hua Ziyan. Hua Ziyan held the microphone, thinking of her elderly grandfather, her eyes were red, and she pressed a string of numbers.

The phone rang twice, and an old and eager voice came from the microphone: "Where?"

"Grandpa, I am Yanyan." Hua Ziyan choked with sobs.

"Yanyan, it's really you, grandpa is not dreaming!"

"It's true, I'm fine, we are saved."

"Ok, ok, so good, so good!"

"I will go back to see you as soon as possible."

"Grandpa sent someone to pick you up."

"No need, Grandpa."

"It's so decided."

Yang Feng Wuxin heard Hua Ziyan's conversation with her grandfather, and immediately felt that Hua Ziyan's identity was very unusual, and the old man seemed to be very handsome.

"It's finished?" Yang Feng asked.

"Ok."

Hua Ziyan wore a long dress of an Indian woman, with a large naked back, exquisitely convex.It's just that her complexion is still a little pale, like a delicate flower after wind and rain.

What's the mess, Yang Feng secretly scolded himself for being gloomy, shook his head and asked, "Where to go next, go home or go to Ai Guo?"

"Go back, lest Grandpa worry about you."

Yang Feng nodded: "That...may be different."

"Same way." Hua Ziyan said without hesitation: "My home is in the northern capital."

Yang Feng smiled and did not speak.

Hua Ziyan also smiled, very sweet, pure and sunny, not at all charming.

Suddenly, Hua Ziyan's expression changed: "Oh, what about Jamie!"

"Sister, I'm here." Jamie changed into a girly student outfit, which was considered normal.

Hua Ziyan stepped forward with a smile, and stroked the girl's delicate face: "Have you been in touch with your family?"

"Well, Dad said Mom will be here soon." Jamie couldn't help leaning against Hua Ziyan's arms, seemingly attached to her.