Chapter 101 Real World 2 Car Accident
These days, Ji Hanlin, who is abroad, has a tight schedule, attending various dinners and negotiations, but no matter how late it is, he will return to the hotel on time and call Wen Qianning on time.
At the same time, it was still early morning in China. Wen Qianning had just gotten up and sounded very sleepy.
"Honey, is it night time over there?"
"Yeah, I just got out of the shower."
She was yawning while talking to him on video, her whole body still curled up in the quilt.
In the video, the girl's hair was a little messy, and her cheeks were slightly red from being pressed by the pillow. She looked confused and obedient.
Ji Hanlin leaned against the headboard, with two buttons of his collar undone. All the tiredness of the day melted away when she called him "husband".
"Why are you awake so early?"
"I miss you. I want to talk to you more. After all... there's such a huge time difference between us. It can't be helped." Wen Qianning blinked her watery eyes, her tone still sticky. "I haven't seen you for three days."
“Doesn’t the video count?” he asked with a smile.
"The video is fake, and I can't hold him." The girl pouted unsatisfiedly. "I want the real thing."
Hearing this, Ji Hanlin curled his lips, but could only shake his head helplessly. He looked at the girl on the other side of the screen with eyes so gentle they could drip tears of water: "Ningning, wait for me to come back obediently."
"Then you need to come back soon."
"good."
Gradually, the sound of a girl's gentle breathing could be heard from the other side of the screen.
Knowing that Wen Qianning was beginning to feel sleepy again, Ji Hanlin smiled and lowered his voice: "If you're sleepy, then go to sleep."
"No, I want to hear you talk for a while longer."
She was always like this. Even when her eyes were almost closed, she would still insist on talking to him.
Wen Qianning forced herself to stay awake and chattered to Ji Hanlin about the trivial matters of the day and some nonsensical complaints.
"I went shopping this afternoon and wanted to buy you a tie, but when I was finally choosing, I realized I forgot to bring my card..."
Listening to her soft voice gradually getting lower, the man always had a smile on his face.
"Just brush your husband's." He whispered to her teasingly.
"How can that be?" She said vaguely, her tone was delicate and sleepy, "This is a gift I bought for you, of course it has to be mine..."
After a while, there was no response and the screen went black, as if the phone had fallen onto the bed after being held properly, covering the camera.
Ji Hanlin listened quietly for a few seconds before confirming that Wen Qianning had fallen asleep. The breathing from the other end of the phone was soft and even.
He stretched out his hand and slid it lightly across the screen. His fingertips stopped on the hang-up button and he hesitated for a long time before pressing it.
The city outside the window was dark at night, and the lights reflected on the glass, revealing the man's calm features.
He leaned back in his chair, picked up the tablet on the table, and flipped through a few pages of documents. However, the contract that usually made him nervous did not arouse his interest at this moment.
All I could think of was her appearance.
The eyelashes tremble, the voice is soft, and the eyes shake gently when acting coquettishly.
He missed her a little.
No, not a little, I really want to.
We've only been apart for two weeks, but it feels like a century.
But in the next few days, Wen Qianning never video-called him again.
Ji Hanlin made several video calls in a row, but they were all quickly hung up.
The message sent was just a few simple words:
[I don't want to call, if you have anything to say, we can just send a message.]
Staring at the line of words, the man's brows furrowed even deeper.
This is not like her style. The girl loves to stick to him the most. She misses him so much that she gets anxious if they don’t video chat for a day. Why did it suddenly become like this?
Ji Hanlin clearly felt that something was wrong. He leaned back in his chair and pondered for a few seconds, then finally called his mother.
"Mom, has Ningning been acting strange these past few days?"
Jiang Xuelan on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, "Ningning? Didn't she tell you? Oh, she had a cold a few days ago and was lying at home resting. I guess she didn't tell you because she was afraid you would worry."
"Cold?" Ji Hanlin repeated, his brows slightly gloomy.
He looked at the gloomy sky outside the window and felt a little depressed.
After hanging up the phone, Ji Hanlin leaned against the desk, playing with his phone, and sighed softly in his heart.
After a few seconds, he opened the dialog box.
【Baby, answer the phone. 】
【Why didn’t you tell me that you were sick? 】
Just over ten seconds after the message was sent, the screen on the other end lit up.
When the video was connected, the screen shook. The girl was lying on the bed with the quilt wrapped up to her chin, revealing half of her aggrieved little face.
Looking at Wen Qianning on the screen, her face was pale, but her eyes were still sparkling as she looked at him.
"Ji Hanlin...how did you know I had a cold?" Her voice was hoarse and nasal.
"Why is it so serious?" Ji Hanlin didn't answer. Seeing the girl like this, his brows furrowed even deeper. "Have you taken the medicine?"
"I ate." She blinked pitifully, pinching her throat to barely speak. "But I still have a slight fever, but it's okay, don't worry."
"Go to the hospital if you feel unwell, don't force yourself. When I'm not around, you have to take good care of yourself at home." The man's tone still hid the subtle heartache. The feeling of not being able to take care of her personally through the screen was too powerless.
"I know."
He got Wen Qianning's promise to take good care of herself, and also asked his mother to help take care of Ningning when she was free, but even so, Ji Hanlin was still not at ease.
Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel, looking at the night outside, the man's face at this moment showed an expression of unconcealable irritation.
Wen Qianning's little face lingered in his mind. He frowned and gradually made a decision in his heart.
We can't wait any longer.
So he stayed up all night, processing all the documents that needed his personal approval for this business trip. Afterwards, he sent the processed documents to his assistant for follow-up.
At five in the morning, Ji Hanlin rubbed his brows and said to his assistant, "I'll leave the rest to you. I'll be returning home a day early, on today's flight."
Before the assistant could react, he had already hung up the phone.
Because the decision was made in haste, Ji Hanlin did not tell his family or Wen Qianning.
Ningning was most afraid that he would be tired from the journey. If she knew that he had to change his flight at the last minute, she would definitely nag him with concern.
He thought that he would tell her when they met and give her a surprise.
However, fate is so fickle.
Within an hour of takeoff, news of the crash of the originally scheduled flight came.
…
When Wen Qianning heard the news, her movements froze for a moment, even her breathing stopped. Her heart, which had been beating, seemed to have been suddenly pinched and stopped beating.
"He... was on that flight?"
Wen Qianning, who didn't know that Ji Hanlin had changed his ticket, naturally thought that he would return according to the original plan.
On the other end of the phone came Jiang Xuelan's crying voice.
"Qian Ning...don't panic. The official hasn't confirmed the news yet. They say they've lost contact, but that doesn't necessarily mean..."
Wen Qianning's throat seemed to be blocked by something. She choked and couldn't utter a complete sentence: "Auntie, he, he, tell me, he won't..."
The phone fell to the ground and the whole person started shaking uncontrollably. His vision went black and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.
She tried hard to breathe, but the air seemed to be sucked out. She could only squat on the ground, clutching her knees tightly, tears falling uncontrollably.
At that moment, all the sounds turned into sobs.
Jiang Xuelan was crying so hard that she could hardly speak: "Ningning, don't worry, calm down... It's not confirmed yet, everything is still uncertain..."
But that kind of comfort was completely unconvincing. After all, Jiang Xuelan herself was already sobbing uncontrollably, and Ji Hanlin's father beside her could only hug his wife in grief.
Wen Qianning suddenly remembered the video from last night, where the man was leaning against the head of the bed with gentle eyes.
No, she didn't believe it. How could Ji Hanlin get into trouble like this?
Tears fell on the phone screen.
Wen Qianning sat helplessly against the wall, tears streaming down her face, not even bothering to answer the call from her parents.
News of the missing flight had spread across the internet, sending the media, airlines, and family members into a state of panic. The Ji family sent someone to the airport to await further information, but there was still no definitive response.
It was not until noon that a call from the airline finally came to Wen Qianning's cell phone.
"Hello, are you Mr. Ji Hanlin's fiancée? We need your family to go to the scene to confirm your identity..."
Confirm your identity.
These four words cut into her heart like a knife.
Wen Qianning was so scared, so scared that she would get a result she didn't want to hear.
"I'll be right there." She said in a hoarse voice, staggered to her feet, grabbed the car keys and rushed out.
She walked quickly, as if driven by some force. She didn't believe that the man who was favored by heaven and always steady would leave in this way.
He's fine, he's definitely fine.
There is no other way except to repeat it over and over in my heart, to hypnotize myself and comfort myself.
I sat in the driver's seat, fastened my seat belt, and my fingers were shaking so much that I could barely grip the steering wheel. The moment the car started, tears inexplicably fell again.
The radio in the car was still reporting the rescue progress of the flight, and every word sounded like a spell in Wen Qianning's ears.
"There were 117 crew members and passengers on this accident flight. The identities of some passengers have been confirmed, but several are still missing. Rescue efforts are ongoing..."
She was almost going crazy.
That unknown is more terrifying than death.
The sky grew gloomy, the wind was filled with rain, and a few drops of water fell on the glass.
Wen Qianning squinted her eyes, her vision blurred by the rain and fog.
Just as she turned an intersection, the red light suddenly came on. She subconsciously stepped on the brakes, but a shrill horn sounded from the side.
Before I could react, a white car suddenly rushed out from the side.
"Bang--!"
A loud crash exploded on the road.
The glass shattered instantly, and the airbag deployed in an instant. The immense momentum flung Wen Qianning sideways, his shoulder slamming into the car door. His head buzzed, and the world around him suddenly became chaotic.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of burning. Outside, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, beating rapidly against the broken car window.
The huge impact made Wen Qianning's breathing disordered. She subconsciously wanted to touch the mobile phone to call for help, but she was pressed by the car body and could not move at all. Blood slid down her forehead bit by bit.
Before his consciousness completely fell into darkness, Wen Qianning thought sadly.
Anyway, if Ji Hanlin is gone, it won't matter if she dies like this.
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