"He also told me a lot about your life habits, what you like to eat, what you don't like to eat, even your size and inside..."

Almost to the underwear directly grumble out of the good night of summer, hurriedly closed his mouth.

She looked at Han Dynasty with a little embarrassment, and found that the man's attention didn't seem to be on the last words she said. He frowned tightly and didn't know what he was thinking.

Summer good night can't help but say again: "what's the matter?"

Han didn't talk for years, but his expression was terrible, like facing the enemy.

Summer good night's heart inexplicably "cluttered Deng" a, once again opening: "Korean, is..."

Her words have not been asked out, Han jingnian suddenly on her eyes, "which cell phone does he give you?"

Xia goodnight hurriedly picked up the bag he had on his back, took it out, took it out, and took out Han jingnian's mobile phone for work: "here, this is the mobile phone..."

Han jingnian looks at the black mobile phone in Xia goodnight's palm, and his eyebrow turns into a ball.

"If you don't ask me, I've forgotten. Zhang tezhu told me a lot about your work yesterday, even about some important itineraries next week At that time, I thought it was quite strange. Now, I think his posture is like explaining the future... "

Xia goodnight whispered a long speech to Han jingnian. When she said the last four words, Han jingnian took the tip of his mobile phone and shivered. The next second he said, "yes, you are right."

"Ah?" Xia goodnight is suddenly said by Han jingnian.

Han didn't answer her questions for years. He looked down at his cell phone in the palm of his hand for a moment and murmured, "he's just explaining what's going on..."

"There must be something wrong with him, otherwise he won't be like this, he must be something serious..."

Han jingnian talks to herself, which makes Xia goodnight more confused. She subconsciously wants to ask Han jingnian, "what's going on?"

But before her words reached his lips, Han jingnian suddenly opened his mouth again: "maybe he Like them, he will die Will die... "

As the word "dead" came out of Han's mouth, he suddenly unbuckled his seat belt and went to the toilet of the plane.

"Han jingnian..." Xia goodnight subconsciously called out Han jingnian, but the speed of Han jingnian was so fast that the door of the bathroom had been closed as soon as her voice was settled.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes Five minutes later, seeing Han jingnian's delay in coming out of the bathroom, Xia goodnight always felt that there was something wrong with her. She couldn't help getting up and went to the bathroom door and knocked.

The bathroom was quiet and there was no noise.

After waiting for two or three minutes, Xia goodnight knocked on the door twice: "Han jingnian?"

As her voice settled, she heard a cramped breath in the bathroom.

This breathing sound, good night in summer, is so familiar It's only when the dark phobia attacks in Han years

Xia goodnight's move to push the door was more urgent. Just as she was about to ask the flight attendants to come and try to pry the door open, the door of the washroom was opened from inside. Han jingnian, whose face was pale and his forehead was full of sweat drops, fell straight into her arms. His breath was terrible. He grabbed Xia goodnight's hand, with extra strength and shaking, but he didn't Any bloody lips, but spit out a few words: "let the plane land."

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