Nomenclature of Night

   Chapter 968 Fainting

  The private jet of the Hu Group quickly climbed to the height. Qing Chen sat on the sofa in the cabin, looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

   didn't even care that the crew was whispering.

   "Go, go, don't you say that you dream of him every day, I finally saw him again, and I didn't seize the opportunity."

   "Yes, such a good opportunity is something that ordinary people will never encounter in their lifetime."

   A few minutes later, a flight attendant came to Qingchen and squatted down, trying his best to make a nice smile: "Mr. Qing, can I help you put this bag away?"

   Qingchen stretched out his hand to stop it: "No need, this bag can't be touched."

  The flight attendant looked at the backpack curiously, and always felt that this bag was very strange. There was a pull tab on the outside of the bag, and I didn't know what it was for.

   This thing seems more like a... parachute bag?

  Who would fly with a parachute bag? Is this about jumping off when the plane crashes...

  Thinking of this, the flight attendant shuddered when she remembered the last thrilling experience.

   Qingchen comforted slowly: "Don't worry, you will be fine."

   Said, he put the parachute bag on the seat beside him, lowered his head and continued to look at the phone.

   "You seem to have something on your mind?" the flight attendant asked in a low voice.

   Qingchen nodded: "There are many friends who have left... Go get busy, I want to be alone for a while."

  Private jets have internet access.

   At this time, the news media of the world have already started to report the news about Li Yunshou. Some people still think that the Li family has betrayed the Eastern Continent Federation, and some people think that Li Yunshou is a villain who is greedy for life and fears death.

   The news of these people is lagging, so they don't know what's going on in real time.

  Qingchen watched it seriously, and explained that the parents would contact the media to clarify some false reports.

   He didn't want Li Yunshou to be stigmatized after his death, even if this was the world.

   Seeing that Qingchen was unwilling to continue the conversation, the flight attendant returned to the prep room in a hurry.

   The other flight attendants whispered: "It's too easy to get discouraged, go and talk to him again."

   The flight attendant hesitated for a long time: "What are you talking about... There seems to be no common topic."

A slightly older flight crew leader whispered: "How do you know if you don't try again, others can't see him even if they want to see him, you're better, you've seen him twice without saying anything, are you willing? "

   The flight attendant thought about it for a long time, and finally sighed: "Forget it, not from the same world."

Once, they all thought that "not from the same world" was just a rhetoric for the breakup of the hero and heroine in the TV series, but in fact, when they really met a character like Qingchen, they would understand that everything he experienced had nothing to do with the world they were in. is fragmented.

  You never get in touch with what he's going through, you don't even know what to say when you're standing face to face, and there's a huge gulf between them.

   That kind of gap is something you don’t usually see. You can only feel it when you get closer.

   At this time, there was a coughing sound in the cabin, and all the flight attendants looked at them, and through the curtain, they could even feel Qingchen's pain and exhaustion.

   "Is that one injured? I heard that the world has been fighting recently?"

   "Maybe I'm sick."

   "Isn't that saying that the superhuman won't get sick, he is still the most powerful one."

   The coughing stopped suddenly, and someone gradually realized that something was wrong.

   The previous flight attendant's expression changed, and he opened the curtain and rushed into the cabin, only to see Qingchen lying on the ground, unconscious.

   Qingchen's face was pale, and there were bloodshot eyes on the corners of his mouth.

  This kind of dying state is definitely not pretending, and Qingchen doesn't need to pretend in front of their crew members.

   "Mr. Qing!" Someone exclaimed.

   But when they wanted to get close, Qing Chen opened his eyes again and said calmly, "Back off, don't get close."

   Those eyes were cold and ruthless, and a golden thunder slurry flowed from the depths of his pupils.

   As if someone took a step closer, he would really die.

  Qingchen is like a normal person. If he doesn't cough up blood, many people won't even see that he has cancer.

   But it's different now. His life is at most a week or half a month. When he was in a coma, his body had already activated its self-protection mechanism.

   Once someone approaches at this time, they will really die.

  The flight attendants stopped abruptly.

The next second, he saw Qingchen struggling to get up from the ground, wiping the corners of his mouth with a smile, and then looking at the blood stains on his clothes: "Did you scare you? I'm sorry, you are innocent, thank you for your hard work. "

   After finishing speaking, Qingchen picked up his backpack: "You guys continue to move forward according to the established route."

   "What about you, Mr. Qing?" the flight attendant asked.

  Qingchen walked to the pantry and lifted the carpet. There was a passage leading to the equipment room and the luggage room. He calmly said, "I'll stay in the luggage room by myself. Remember, no one will come down."

   The flight attendant asked, "Mr. Qing, but your condition seems to be very serious. Shall we find a place to make an emergency landing and treat you first?"

   Qingchen said with a smile: "No, I know my illness myself, I don't have time."

  The flight attendants looked at each other, it was the first time they had encountered such a situation.

   Since becoming a crew member for Qingchen, life seems to be bizarre.

   After Qingchen disappeared in the passage and closed the passage door, the steward sighed: "The outside world thinks that he is bright and beautiful, and he is already at the peak of his life. Who would have thought that he would still be carrying this."

   "It must have been difficult for him to come this way."

  The plane continued to fly to North America, and when it reached the Caribbean Sea, it began to descend slowly, preparing to land at the Guatemala airport.

  Qingchen sat in the darkness of the luggage room, coughing and recalling the bits and pieces after his journey.

   He heard what the flight attendants said, but in retrospect he didn't really think how hard it was for him.

   On the contrary, at this moment, he seriously felt that there were too many beautiful things in the world, and this was what prompted him to protect that land.

   At this time, the plane descended from an altitude of 12 kilometers to an altitude of 8 kilometers. Qing Chen suddenly took out the goggles from his backpack and put them on, and opened the brake gate of the luggage room.

   The light of the day outside shines in.

   An alarm sounded in the cockpit of the aircraft: the airtightness of the cabin was damaged! The airtightness of the cabin is damaged! Decrease in cabin pressure!

  The flight attendant anxiously asked what to do and where the damage was, but the captain glanced at the flight plan: "Don't worry, we will land immediately, there will be no danger."

   The chief purser said, "But Mr. Qing is in the luggage room. Could there be a problem there? He will be deprived of oxygen. Let's make an emergency landing. Find a place to land first."

The captain    shook his head: "The order I received is that no matter what happens, the course cannot be changed."

   (end of this chapter)