Chapter 140: But it hurts each other

On September 12, the sun rose as usual, but the terrorist attacks that shocked the entire planet yesterday and remain in the memory of the world forever; and the bright sunshine cannot temporarily dispel people's shadows and grief. (
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The Twin Towers of the World Trade Center have completely collapsed, blazes are burning in the rubble, rescuers cleared the rubble, and rescued the survivors buried in the rubble. New York is still in a paralyzed state; all civil aviation flights in the United States are grounded, 48 All states have stopped all commercial and private flights, and U.S. airspace has been banned for three days. The entire economy has also been paralyzed. Folk rumors are raging and the wind is loud. The global US military is on high alert, and the war seems to be on the verge of ...
All night last night, Jessica could not sleep tossing and turning, and when she closed her eyes, there was a terrible darkness, as well as those who jumped from the building to escape, the collapsed World Trade Center, the people on the street who left Manhattan, it might happen The second round of attacks, death ... and the smiling face made her worry about the face that couldn't sleep.
Don't know how he is now? Jessica leaned on the sofa and watched the live report on the TV screen. She was about to pick up the phone and tried to call him. Suddenly she heard the door opening and the familiar voice: "Jessie, I'm back" She opened her mouth suddenly in surprise, didn't wear slippers when she got up, and hurriedly walked toward the door. She saw Wang Yang standing there carrying a duffel bag, like a servant, he smiled: "I came back."
"You ..." Jessica looked at him expressionlessly, his heart beating quickly, enduring the urge to hug him in the night, and asked, "Why are you here, you are not here New Jersey, you promised me ... "
Wang Yang smiled softly and said, "Well, I promised you. But I wanted to see you, beside you, so I came back." Jessica blinked with a frown. Blinking and asking again: "What if there is a terrorist attack on the train? What do you do with me? Yang, I'm angry" Wang Yang nodded and walked to her, saying: "I'm wayward, I'm naive , But I just want to go home and see you. "
Before he could say anything, Jessica was hugged hard, and his lips were immediately kissed. She felt really relaxed in her heart, and there was no such bad worry, but she was filled with contentment and cherishment. Her hands also hugged his back, and the two kissed tenderly.
It took two days for the 911 incident to pass in the night, and the news seemed to be gradually clear. In this terrorist attack, a total of four civil aviation aircraft were hijacked by Taliban elements, two hit the World Trade Center, one hit the Pentagon, and one Crashed in Pennsylvania. More than 2,000 people are now expected to be killed, including 246 passengers on four planes, workers at the World Trade Center and Pentagon, and hundreds of rescuers who have been killed ...
In these two days, Wang Yang stayed at home. Due to this incident, almost all film crews in Hollywood stopped working and "Sweetheart" and "Ninth District" were no exception.
Now the entertainment industry is planning a disaster relief fundraising party called "American Tribute to Heroes", including Prestige-Smith, Tom Cruise, Brad Pitt, Kim Carey, Julia Robb Here ... waiting for all the Hollywood first-line superstars, countless celebrities, and popular singers in the music industry, Celine Dion, Maria Kelly, and so on, have already confirmed that they will attend.
As a post-80s star who is among the most popular among young people, Jessica was also invited, she also decided to attend, and joined the stage with several young idols such as Kirsten Dunst; Wang Yang is a director, not in Invited, but he is ready to donate, which is something he can do for the disaster, and there will be a confidential meeting in South Carolina tomorrow, Homeland Security, military, anti-terrorism experts, With imaginative directors, discuss the possible actions of terrorists in the future, and discuss the counter-terrorism action plan together.
On the large TV screen, live rescue operation channels, the ruins of the World Trade Center are still messy, piled up a few floors of rubble, gritty reinforced concrete, ash debris from the ground, rising from the ruins, The huge smoke plume rushing towards Yunxiao ... The firefighters were digging hard. Although they knew that the survivors who called 911 for help were buried in the rubble, they were helpless.
"When the first plane hit the north building, we thought it was an accident ... My husband, he works on the 103rd floor of the south building, he ..." On TV, a middle-aged white woman was crying, her eyes were already long. Crying red and swollen, desperate in his face, crying: "He still called my cell phone, told me about it, told me that he was fine ... he could have escaped, if at that time he would Go downstairs, he ... "
Her tears burst into tears, and behind it was the former World Trade Center, crying: "I was not far from here at that time, and I saw that the second plane crashed into the South Building like that, and then ... then I I lost contact with my husband, I do n’t believe it, I do n’t believe he is dead ... "She wiped her head with tears that she couldn't stop, and shook her head:" I don't believe, he must be alive, just inside the ruins, he Must be alive ... "
There are not many people crying like this woman on the scene, they have all lost their loved ones, but they can only watch and pray for the miracle.
On the sofa, Jessica leaning on Wang Yang ’s shoulders wiped tears from the corners of her eyes and said sadly:
It ’s terrible, I do n’t understand why anyone would do this kind of thing? What are they thinking, how can it be like this

Wang Yang hugged her waist silently, and felt sad and heavy in his heart. He had just lost a loved one a few months ago. He knew how uncomfortable and bad it was, it was dead, never I will see and hear again ... Old man Wu left peacefully and left, but what about these victims? The number of deaths is constantly rising, but behind each "1", it represents a broken family. The wife loses her husband, the child loses her father, crying, crying ...
The two snuggled up and read another report. At this time, the mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly rang. Wang Yang reached out and took a look. It was called by Mark Srant, and he connected: "Hello, Mark. "" Mark Slante said hello after that, "Yan, I received a message that Cole Langston is dead."
"What?" Wang Yang suddenly froze, frowning and asked, sitting straight: "Dead? Cole is dead?" Jessica looked at him suspiciously when he heard his words, Wang Young asked again: "You mean ... death kind of death?" Mark Srant said, "Yes, dead. He was on the plane that crashed into the north building."
Cole on that plane? Thinking of what he witnessed that day, Wang Yang was speechless for a moment. He glanced at the frowning Jessica and exhaled: "Well, Mark, is there anything else?"
"Yes, this is the main reason why I am looking for you." Mark Srant's voice was very deep and serious, said: "Jan, now about the plan for" The Ninth District ", do we have to reconsider now? Maybe we should postpone this shooting plan? "Hearing this topic, Wang Yang couldn't help tightening Jessica's waist, frowning:" No, I don't want to talk now. And I'm full of it, Mark, won't There is no delay, it will not be cancelled. "
Mark-Srant uttered incomprehensiblely and said very seriously: "Some things are to be faced, you have to think about it carefully. After 9/11, the audience's mood for watching movies is different. They need to be warm and funny. It's easy, but "District 9" ... Yang, think about it, we'll talk about it in a few days. "
"Well, bye." Putting down the phone, Wang Yang glared at his hair, postponed, cancelled? Not that he shook his head, and he did not want to think about it for the time being, but the news brought by Mark Slante occupied his head. Jessica patted him and asked, "Yan, Cole is dead? Is that paparazzi Cole?" Wang Yang looked at her and nodded, "Well, he was on the first plane."
Both of them were silent, there is no doubt that they hated Cole very much, but now he is dead, in a terrorist attack ... Watching the families of the tragic victims on TV, Wang Yang thought thoughtfully After a while, he sighed: "I don't know, if it's just Cole, I don't feel anything about his death, maybe it's a sentence" Oh, it's really regrettable ", no happiness, no sadness, I don't care."
Jessica nodded in sympathy, and Wang Yang exhaled with a broad hand. "I hate him. I used to think that 'he should be damned like this scumbag', but why didn't he die at other times and other places?" Maybe I will be a little happier? "Jessica patted his shoulder silently and said:" I also thought about it, I thought about beating him hard, beating all the paparazzi; I cursed him ... he is now Really dead. "
"Death ... death is really big, should he die?" Wang Yang shook his head without idea, said: "You know, death is not his own thing, his family, children, cry, cry ... Don't say that "he packed his mood and smiled." Jessie, can I get a bottle of beer for me? "Jessica nodded with a smile and jumped off the sofa to the kitchen.
Looking at her pretty back, Wang Yang smiled and shouted: "Oh, you must only take Coke, don't be an alcoholic." He turned back and opened the laptop on the coffee table, ready to see the latest situation on the Internet.
The telephone communication system in New York and the corresponding areas were nearly paralyzed on September 11th, and the entire United States could only rely on the Internet to learn about family, friends, loved ones, and the latest developments in terrorist attacks, so that day also became the Internet traffic in American history On the biggest day, many news sites were blocked and paralyzed. Even the overwhelmed Google must mark on the homepage: "Dear friends, please watch TV or listen to the radio for the latest news."
The traffic of gger has also reached a record high, and the number of registrations has increased by a million in a few days, and this number continues to soar. Every blogger is updating his news on it, seeing and hearing in New York, and his own mood, together with prayers, accusations of extinct terrorists ... gger seems to have become the Internet overnight New star.
While Wang Yang opened Yahoo News, he opened several chat rooms of L (America Online), and immediately saw a netizen D, saying: "Let us for those unfortunate people involved in this tragedy, and their Let ’s pray for their loved ones.
Many netizens immediately followed their prayers, and he also typed a prayer. However, a netizen named lly said,
I hope they will all die and make me feel happy

"K." Wang Yang scolded in a loud voice, and saw lly kicked out immediately. He opened another chat room. The people over there were discussing how to retaliate. LlArab said: "We should Kill all the Taliban, the terrorists of La-Benden, and all the Arabs, they are a group of garbage, not worthy of living in this world, "Kman said:" I admit that this is very Nazi, but I agree with "E said:" You are too extreme, the Iranian people praying for our vigil only to kill those Taliban and terrorists so they must be punished "
At this moment, suddenly a th jumped out and said, "Want to see the hot dancers? Want to do with them? Log on to our website ..." Several other chat rooms, also The screen was swiped by this guy who promoted it.
This is a small part of the netizens. Some people are praying and blessing, some are calling for blood donations and donations, some are condemning terrorists, some are discussing hate plans with hatred; some are happy and happy, and others are taking the opportunity to advertise ...
"Thank you." Wang Yang took the opened beer from Jessica and took a sip. When he looked at these chat rooms without blinking his eyes, he gradually fell into deep thought. The scum police, Cole, Briana ... terrorists, innocent victims, and families of terrorists and victims ... American, extinct Taliban, al Qaeda ...
Cole is dead, he doesn't seem to be sympathetic, and his family suffers from grief; he almost killed Briana, causing her parents to lose their loved ones; should Cole deserve to die? Those terrorists are dead, they may be brainwashed or something, but it is not worthy of sympathy; innocent civilians have died, and countless happy families have been broken. The terrorists traded death in exchange for greater death, and weeping in exchange for greater crying.
The Taliban should be overthrown and terrorist organizations should be eliminated, but if a war is waged, more people will die because of it. Whether in Afghanistan or the United States, more people will cry. Soldiers, civilians, and those terrorists, will anyone cry for them? Because of family?
"Jessica, help me get my split-lens picture book and pencil, right on the desk of the study, thank you." Wang Yang turned his head and glanced at Jessica. Jessica knew that his director's side was coming again, smiled and said "OK" and got up and walked away.
Wang Yang silently looked at the TV screen, capturing the lens scene that popped up in his mind. When Jessica came back, he took the pencil and drawing book and painted these new lens ideas with thick lines.
In the ninth district, the bald-headed colonel committed no evil and killed aliens at will. He was like the Taliban, and like those who threatened extreme revenge. He thought that aliens were scum and should be eliminated. In this action to notify the relocation, he was as bloodthirsty and brutal as ever, after killing an alien ... The pencil was quickly drawing on paper, and a little alien child next to him saw his dad Kill, the child held a tattered doll in his hand, listening to the laughter of the bald colonel, the child shed tears.
The bald colonel was finally torn apart by brutal aliens and became a pile of flesh. Pencil continued to draw a pseudo-documentary news shot. The host said: "In the process of arresting Wiggs, we have sacrificed many outstanding soldiers and brought unbearable grief to many families."
"Dad, I want dad ..." In the news footage, the bald-headed daughter, who was a few years old, cried, holding a brand-new doll like the alien child in her hands, and the childish face was full of tears. .
After drawing a few more shots, Wang Yang looked at the sketch on the drawing paper for a long time. Who is justice? Who is evil? After all, it's just hurting each other. He suddenly looked at the quiet Jessica sitting next to him and asked, "Jessie, why do you say these bad things happen? You bombed me with an airplane, I hit you with an airplane, I killed you, you killed me, Dead man, dead man ... why? "
He frowned tightly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ said: "Is this the essence of this world? Is this human nature? Welcome to the earth?"
"Hmm." Jessica's thoughts on his face, the essence of this world? human nature? ... Looking at his clear eyes, she shook her head and grinned: "Yang, I don't know. I don't know those, but I know I love you."
Wang Yang smiled suddenly, all the depression in his heart disappeared completely, and said with a smile: "Well, you are right about love, this is a good thing, can resolve those ugly things. Also, I love you too." He closed After finishing the picture book, his lips leaned over and laughed at night: "Come on, give me a kiss"
"No" Jessica avoided it with a smile, moved her body to the corner of the sofa, and wrinkled her nose: "I smell it, your mouth is full of alcohol and alcohol, but I am not old enough to drink" Shoudao said: "And some people say I can't be an alcoholic."
"OK, that guy is right, don't learn from me." Wang Yang smiled at her with a wink, and his eyes returned to the screen of the notebook. After a few seconds, his cheeks were kissed by two soft lips, and he smiled and turned to kiss her.
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