After seeing the news report in China, which openly wrote Zhou Mian's name, it caused an uproar.
"Fuck! This is news from the main station. Zhou Meng is really in Country G. The previous rumors are actually true."
"I thought it was just a marketing ploy, and I even complained for a long time about using the misfortunes of other countries' wars to market them. No way... If she really went, she's too fearless."
"I heard that all the reporters sent by the *** News Agency died. Can Zhumen come back alive?"
"It's highly unlikely. According to the news, there's almost no place in that area that hasn't been bombed."
And the fans who were sleeping during the day felt like they were hearing the bad news.
God knows, with all the war news breaking out every day and the rounds of bombing, they were originally just onlookers, and now they are suddenly told that they have to sleep in there during the day. It is simply a fall into hell.
I dare not even think that there is anyone sleeping under the ruins that were fired by a rocket launcher.
That kind of place is so dangerous. Didn’t she say she wanted to be a reporter? It was her first time going to such a dangerous place. How could she continue to be a reporter in the future? Would she be able to come back?
"I won't urge her to update anymore. Can she come back? This news is fake, right? They have the same name, right?"
"Sister, I beg you, update it and respond to say it wasn't you. Even if you're using this for marketing, I can forgive you. Don't make such jokes."
"Even though I'm a hater, I just disliked you a little bit before. I never wanted you dead. You didn't even finish college at the age of 20, so why did you go to a place like that?"
At the moment the high-rise building collapsed, Zhimian was unable to dodge and subconsciously looked for cover and hid in a triangular steel space.
The next second there was a deafening bang, the loudest sound she had ever heard in her life. Even through the steel plates her ears were almost deafened.
The tall building collapsed in the other direction, but huge broken rocks scattered everywhere, quickly burying the area where she was.
In an instant, from day to night, it was like going blind.
Zhuomian felt that there was liquid oozing from her body, with a strong smell of rust, but she felt no pain.
The thinking is still clear.
She even remembered that the injury was so severe that the adrenaline immediately mobilized all her senses and made her make a final death struggle.
She wanted to call out to her teammates, but no sound came out, as if someone was strangling her throat.
Did she hurt her neck?
Is it her neck that's bleeding?
In the cramped space, she couldn't even sit down and could only half-kneel and half-squat.
Her consciousness became increasingly blurred, and unconsciously, the sound of her knocking on the steel plate became smaller and smaller.
Her faint consciousness allowed her to hold the necklace around her neck before she fell into coma.
Then fell into a dream.
In the restaurant with floor-to-ceiling windows, people around were taking photos to celebrate, and Gu Qingxu took out the ring and proposed to her.
She deliberately made him wait and didn't extend her hand.
His handsome face was smiling, and he lowered his voice: "Mianmian, promise me."
But she just couldn't see the engagement ring he was holding.
It seemed as if it was deliberately avoiding her. She wanted to reach out her hand, but she couldn't touch the diamond ring box.
People often say that the people you dream about are the ones you won’t see when you wake up.
It turns out to be true.
Maybe, I won’t wake up.
A tear rolled down the corner of her eye.
Gu Qingxu was busy all day and didn't watch the news. He didn't know about the word "daytime sleep" that was repeatedly on the hot search. He received the suicide note at ten o'clock that evening.
The letters were flown in by plane.
When I opened the envelope, the first thing I saw was not her handwriting, but a reminder note.
"Currently, the internet, maritime satellite phone, and Iridium phone are all out of contact in the area where the daytime sleeper reporter is located. His last known location was a bombing that morning. If you do not receive an update from this station within three days, please accept our condolences."
How could someone as knowledgeable as Gu Qingxu not know about Iridium phones? They are a means of communication that can provide signals in any corner of the earth. As long as there is sky above, the call can be connected. If there is a long-term loss of connection, it only means that there is no sky above this phone.
He couldn't believe that she hadn't contacted him during this period because she had gone to the war zone.
She didn't say a word to him.
She clearly said she would meet him next Monday.
They were still sending WeChat messages a few days ago, and she was willing to talk to him about the problems between them.
Why did they suddenly say she was in a war zone?
For a moment, he thought it was a huge joke and extremely absurd, but the official seal on the paper could not be faked. As a lawyer, he was very good at identifying all kinds of official seals.
This time, she didn't seem to be joking.
Gu Qingxu felt cold all over, the cold seeping into his bones, and his heart ached so much that he felt like he was suffocating.
The piece of paper recorded her final coordinates.
It is also very likely the address where she died.
He still felt it was ridiculous, and forced himself to open the letter, but he actually saw her handwriting.
"Gu Qingxu, if you see this letter, I'm probably dead. Find a new girlfriend. I'm too hard to please. Bye^_^ - Daytime Sleep"
Her tone was casual, as if she was teasing him nonchalantly, and she seemed to want to make him laugh.
It seemed like she would come back the next second and nonchalantly say, "Why, did you really think I left? Or do you really want to find a new girlfriend?"
His tears fell uncontrollably onto the paper, blurring the smiley face she had casually drawn. His hands couldn't help but tightly grip the paper, but he didn't dare to hold it any tighter for fear of tearing her remains.
Is it true or false?
He dialed her number tremblingly, but no one answered. She didn't reply to his messages. Even when he sent her words that were almost angry, she didn't react at all. There was still no message in the dialog box.
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