Luo Jia walked out of the airport with an umbrella, this airport had only been built for a few years, and the surrounding facilities were not complete, and it looked particularly desolate.

This time, instead of carefully observing the passing traffic, he enjoyed the scenery with great interest as the first snow fell on the roadside.

Luo Jia had lived further south in her previous life and had not seen snow in many years.

Southerners always have a special affection for snow.

The two systems are tense throughout the process, and the vehicle condition is observed without dead ends.

They were ready to take Loga away at any time, so when a runaway truck slipped from a height, they spotted it and notified Loga.

951: [Host, right rear front, 45 degrees!] ]

Luo Jia's heart trembled slightly, and she looked back.

There is no driver in the truck, it should be a slippery slope, and the speed of the truck is getting faster and faster due to the slide from a high place.

Loga: [Wrong direction, not crashing into me.] ]

Judging from its trajectory, the truck couldn't hit him.

So when he goes to the ninth term, he has to count the right time and place, which is full of rituals.

When he was about to call the traffic management bureau to deal with it, he suddenly found that not far away, on the road not far away, there was a mother with two children.

At this time, there were very few cars on the road, and the mother tightly guarded the little boy in her arms across the road.

The mother did not look back at the girl who was crossing the street alone behind her, the girl was a little older.

"Mom, wait for me!" The girl was holding the doll and desperately walking on her short legs, trying to keep up with her mother and brother who were walking far ahead.

At the speed of the truck, it's the little girl who is going to hit it!

Lorga looked at the mother's behavior and smiled sarcastically.

Before 951 could react, only the white umbrella thrown by Luo Jia was left in place.

Actually, I didn't think too much about it, and I didn't have enough time to think about it.

Luo Jia is not a self-sacrificing character, between others and his own life, he must choose himself.

It's just that tonight he's going to confess soon, so by the way, he will prevent a tragedy that could have been avoided.

Luo Jia pushed the little girl away with lightning speed, and 0000001 seconds before being hit by the truck, 951 pulled Luo Jia's soul away in time.

Before Luo Jia felt any pain, he rolled into the system space with his soul, and the lamb prepared a cushion in advance to catch Luo Jia who was in a deep coma.

In the system space, only 951 can see the task progress bar, which is impressively displayed: 100.

951 was so excited that he almost cried, which also marked the beginning of a world on the verge of destruction to be revitalized.

Jiang Liying looked at the snowy community and closed all the doors and windows silently.

She looked at Loga's bedroom, which would sink into darkness, and sat back in her chair knitting her sweater, a ball of yarn rolling to the ground.

She was about to bend down to pick it up when a call from the traffic police came in.

She looked at the number above for a moment to connect, and after listening to what was said, her cloudy eyes were full of unspeakable sorrow.

Even if the results have been determined for a long time, the pain of the nightmare has not diminished in the slightest.

It turned out that this was how Luo Jia felt when she received the news of her death.

Jiang Liying let her voice be as good as she could

I can calm down. ()

≈ldo; ≈rdo;

Tong Ke reminds you that "The 9th Male Protagonist" will be updated in [] for the first time, remember [(()

At the end of each year, the major award ceremonies are the most intensive.

Tonight is the Golden Film Awards, which is one of the highest awards recognized by the industry and the outside world.

Feibo has been warming up since a week ago, and it has been on many hot searches before and after.

Since the red carpet tonight, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has reached new highs.

Fans and reporters on both sides of the red carpet have been waiting for a long time, and as soon as Song Xiaobei came to the end, he heard a louder shout behind him, and Su Yun, wearing an elegant black dress, appeared with the main creators of the awards.

I don't know if the organizers deliberately arranged them to appear one after another, and even the positions where they watched the ceremony were adjacent.

This immediately added to the gimmick, and many people in the live broadcast room knew that the two had a holiday.

Although no one knows exactly what the festival is.

Both have very large fans, spanning all age groups.

At this kind of award ceremony, they all restrained themselves well and waved their flags and cheered for their idols.

The topic ranged from discussing their works at the beginning to the amazing looks of the two.

[What a visual feast it would be if there was anyone in the world who could inherit their faces!] ]

[Don't say it, it's already drooling!]

[Song Xiaobei was revealed to have children in his early years, this has been confirmed. Before Su Yun became a director, she was suspected to have been married, and it is unclear whether she has children. ]

[It is unlikely that they will inherit at the same time, these two cannot be together, but even if they inherit half a point, it will also benefit mankind!] ]

[Thank you to the two immortals for passing on your genes.] ]

[What's going on, why did Song Xiaobei answer the phone and leave?] Did you see what was going on, or did you go to the bathroom? ]

[Is there a big guy to interpret his micro-expressions?] ]

Because the red carpet has not yet ended, the stars are entering the venue one after another, and Song Xiaobei's sudden departure did not cause much commotion.

Song Xiaobei's assistant was hit on the head by the news on the other end of the phone, where did he dare to delay, he didn't care if this was a much-anticipated award ceremony, he came directly to Song Xiaobei's side and gave him the phone to listen to him.

Song Xiaobei repeatedly watched Luo Jia this morning to affirm his acting skills, and proudly showed it to the people around him.

He was lost in his son's praise, and when he heard the news from the other side, he didn't react at all.

He left his seat and stumbled as he hurried upstairs.

But as if unconscious, he got up again and ran faster and faster.

Su Yun got close and noticed his abnormality.

After a while, her assistant whispered something in her ear.

Su Yun's face with delicate makeup could feel her instantly white blank.

She asked her assistant to inform the organizer that she and Song Xiaobei would be absent, and they also ran out of the venue and came to the back door of the ceremony, where no one was squatting.

Even if there are few backdoor reporters, there are still fans guarding them.

The two no longer care about being known to be husband and wife, and left in the same nanny car, and all they had in their minds was the words on the phone: Jiajia is gone.

They took off all their outfits in the car and changed into low-key clothes.

() From the traffic police and ambulance to the scene of the accident,

Medical staff administer first aid on the spot,

But after returning to heaven and failing to find a way, it was confirmed that Luo Jia died on the spot, and after the police station checked his identity, he asked his family to claim the body.

Song Xiaobei and the two stumbled out of the car and came to the claim room, where Jiang Liying was waiting for them outside.

They tried to see the joke on Jiang Liying's face, but there was nothing, and their hearts seemed to be shattered in an instant.

So sensible.

So good Jiajia, how could it be.

Jiang Liying opened the door: "Let's go in and see him." ”

Inside the door, a cool air hit, and a bed frame covered with a white cloth stood in the middle.

Song Xiaobei stiffened, and he lifted the white cloth little by little until Luo Jia's face was revealed.

This tall tough guy suddenly retreated several steps until he hit the door, and then he could not stop.

His eyes instantly turned red.

Some time ago, he always dreamed, and it was like a dream from his previous life.

He searched for even a little bit of wreckage day after day at the crash site, but he couldn't find even a corner of his clothes.

The Luo Xiaobei in the dream finally died of depression.

He was constantly glad that he could see Jiajia from time to time, and he could receive Jiajia's news at every turn, he was really a happy father.

Su Yun covered her mouth when she saw her face under the white cloth.

[Mom, thank you for giving birth to me. 】

Before Luo Jia left, she left her a sentence to untie the knot in her heart.

This child is not mature and decent, she has not been worried about anything since she was a child, Jiajia is the best child, so what about her, is she the mother of the most asshole.

Luo Jia always thinks that he is very intimate with the people around him, but what about himself.

What he gets, the last thing he sees, is not the loneliest road, the coldest snow.

Su Yun seemed to have hysteria, and kept wiping the blood stains on the white down jacket with her fingers.

"It's not clean."

"Why can't you wipe it clean? Jiajia likes to be clean. ”

Her voice shook into a sieve: "Giving birth to you is the most right thing I have done!" ”

"Open your eyes, Jiajia, Mom can do nothing..."

"You're kidding, aren't you, you'll wake up soon..."

Luo Jia lay quietly.

"Ah————" Su Yun collapsed and lay on Luo Jia's body.

Heart-rending cries resounded through the claim room.

Come back, please.

Please come back.

…

After Liu Xiangbo, the class leader, returned to the dormitory, he called a few boys who lived in the school and roughly swept the question book given by Luo Jia.

Several people noticed that Luo Jia's topic was special, and if they had obtained a treasure, they went to the first floor of the men's dormitory to print several copies in one night.

The next day, they came to the school with this customized booklet by the god of learning.

"Ouch, I don't know if our Enlin's brain structure is different from ours, why is it so smart!"

"Why are you comparing your pig brain to Enlin, how embarrassed Enlin is."

"Ahhh

"Is this something that you need to have a hunch, is it obvious, how about Enlin this morning

Didn't you come? ”

"Yes,

I also want to discuss with him whether to form a team for the next autumn outing. ”

"Brother Yang,

Just ask. ”

"I asked, but I didn't reply."

Lu Weiyang did have frequent contact with Luo Jia, not only because he unilaterally recognized Luo Jia's brother, but also because this was the first time that they had been so moved by Ah Yan.

But from the message he sent in the morning to now, Luo Jia has not replied, he thought he had forgotten to read the flying letter.

The first to get the obituary was the head teacher Han Hui.

She doesn't get along much with Luo Jia, but a good student leaves in the blink of an eye, who can stand it.

She slowed down for a morning before slowly entering the twelfth class.

The classmates were still discussing the topic and greeted her with a smile, but found that Han Yixiang had just cried.

Before they could ask a question, Han Hui asked them all to return to their places.

"Classmates, there is a piece of news," Han Hui choked up, "Song Enlin's grandmother called me in the morning, last night, Song Enlin had a car accident, and the rescue was ineffective...... Death. ”

Dead.

There was a deathly silence.

The class was stunned.

They didn't seem to be able to understand Han E's words at all.

For students of this age, death is too far away, and it seems like a matter of another world.

Lu Weiyang didn't react for a while, he looked at the clean desk in front of him, as if he would come back at any time.

Luo Jia, who was still wearing a white down jacket yesterday and was laughed at by him like a bear doll in the snow, why is it gone in the blink of an eye?

This world is ridiculous.

Just then, a hurried voice call came in.

After Bai Yan arrived, he sent a message to the children to report that they were safe, which was agreed upon when they were at the airport.

Due to the time difference, it is the time to go to school during the day.

As soon as they landed, they were on a hectic schedule, and the Canadian Student Council members who came to pick them up were overly enthusiastic.

Top beauties do not distinguish between countries, and Bai Yan has eliminated aesthetic deviations with her hard-core appearance.

Bai Yan was dealing with the continuous stream of words around him, while looking at the quiet Feixin dialog box.

That lingering panic disappeared last night, and it disappeared very suddenly, and he always felt that something was happening, so he simply called Lu Weiyang.

When Lu Weiyang saw the "yan" on the interface of his mobile phone, his hands trembled deeply.

He threw his phone away, and the vibration of the phone was still continuous, especially clear in the quiet class.

As a small hair, how could he not see that Bai Yan had been a little strange when he met Luo Jia as early as before.

Bai Yan was reluctant to admit it at first, but after restraining his feelings for so long, he still made a quick move, which shows how turbulent and uncontrollable the feelings are.

That's why he said the old house was on fire.

To put it mildly, this may be Ayan's real first love.

Maybe it's fake news.

It must be fake news!

Without confirming it with his own eyes, he couldn't tell Bai Yan the bad news.

He had never seen Bai Yan completely lose his mind, but he felt that no one could bear it!