Chapter 9:

Wu Anyang looked back at Anluo's eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "It's not bad that we die together like this."

Looking at his plain smile, An Luo suddenly couldn't say a word.

Wu Anyang was so calm and calm at all times, but An Luo could not do so indifferently. He still had a lot of things to hold on ... No, in fact, there was nothing to put on hold.

Money, reputation, rights, status, and even feelings are all things that are not brought by life and not carried by death. What can't be put up? Being able to die with An Yang, died on the same plane on the same day, and the body was burned to ashes after death, perhaps the best end of his life.

An Anluo was silent for a moment, holding his hand tightly, turned back, and said seriously, "Brother, actually I ..."

In the sudden blasting sound from the uncle, everything in front of him was drowned by the flaming sky. An Yang's face with a smile became the final picture in the memory.

The world was silent for a moment, and consciousness became blurred.

Actually I like you.

I silently liked it for a long time, a long time.

This sentence, finally still had no time to say.

On May 23, a Air Canada airliner took off from Vancouver International Airport at 15:30 local time, lost contact with the control center at 15:50 local time, and then crashed 3 kilometers from the airport.

All 117 people on the plane were killed and none survived.

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Alas.
Each of us will lose 21 grams of weight when we die. Scientists say that 21 grams is the water lost when life stops, and some people say that 21 grams is our human soul.

The plane exploded in the air, and the probability of being able to escape is about zero, but why ... he still has consciousness?

An Luo felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, and there was endless scary darkness, no light and no sound, but his consciousness still existed, and he seemed to see many familiar faces, Father, mother, elder brother ... the faces of those people kept passing one by one.

Have you reached the post-mortem world?

An Anluo struggled in the endless darkness to be awake, but his eyelids were extremely heavy. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep his eyes open.

I don't know how long it has been, it's fuzzy, there seems to be a little light in front of my eyes, and at the same time, a sharp sound sounds in my ear-"CPR Emergency Room CPR! Come and help!"

With this call, there was a rush of footsteps around, mixed with the mechanical sound of the monitor in the operating room. He heard a man calmly say, "Xiao Zhang helped make the central venous catheter, I'll make the arterial catheter, and continuously monitor the arterial pressure!"

"Dr. Zhou, I'll get it here."

"Adrenaline 1 mg iv injection, fast! CPR keep doing it!"

"Dr. Zhou, the patient still has no heartbeat ..."

给 "Give me a defibrillator, let everyone go. One-way wave is 300 joules."