- Ha ha... I'm so happy that so many people died.
A voice of excitement and madness rang out.
Matilda Michael seemed to notice that he frowned:
- Is that him?
Glenda Mary didn't know what he meant, she asked vaguely:
- Who is it? Someone, you know?
- No, he's the one sitting next to you, since...
The plane took off and disappeared. He doesn't think it's a coincidence that the plane crashed...
The more he sees his madness, the more joyous he wants to die, and the more he feels for Matilda Michael. He suddenly felt like everything was going on like a set of airplanes. That's the only thing. There's no crime in movies, it's real. The sacrifice would be a disaster be reminiscent of a black number more than his dog, he squeezed his forehead he is sick of it.
- Not by chance? Can't you... No way.
Glenda Mary's stupid, incredible eyes, she's also thinking of a crazy scenario.
Matilda Michael nodded:
- Yeah. Maybe I'm not wrong.
At this moment, the deaf voice rang again, accompanied by a sick pleasure:
- You're so happy to be on this plane, this is an unbelievable event. I'm sure we'll be listed in history. Yes! It's an in-flight bomb. Haha. I can hear you. Of course. Okay. Oh? That's right. I'm the one carrying the bomb that blew up the wings. It's flying... That's right. I'm so happy. It's before the end of this damn life. A lot of people send him off. I was lonely all my life until the end, and many people voted for me to go to jail, Haha. I'm so happy... It feels so great!
He pulled down the human skin mask, and his face was unexpectedly large, deep scarring extending from his forehead. His chin makes his face look like it's split in half, a wrinkled smile. They don't get lucky, he can kill a fly. It's getting darker.
It's a combination of weird and creepy voices that give me goosebumps. He knows him now, yes, he doesn't. It's not someone else, it's a lunatic.
- Son of a bitch, how many ways do you want to die?
- Yeah, you're not afraid to go to hell?
- You inhuman! You son of a bitch!
...
The sound of scolding was heard, but the plane shook violently, making it impossible for them to be angry. He rushed to beat the madman to a pulp, but when he heard such harsh language, he was not only dry but felt so bad. He is angry, but on the contrary, he seems to feel very good. He likes it, he enjoys it. It's too bad. Unfortunately, this "disease" doesn't even have "disease" the body of cure.
Matilda Michael sighed, and there were three types of crazy, but this could also be classified as high crazy. No matter what he says, no matter what he says, no matter what his curse, no matter what has already happened. If he is responsible, he can only blame himself for a raw misfortune.
What the hell did aviation security do? How did he get the bomb on the plane? This is clear. It's not just a bombing, it's probably on the plane some of whom are paid for by someone A suicide? No, he doesn't think about it much. He doesn't think it's a good time. He can't change anything anymore, just... Only, for some reason, kill hundreds of fishermen. Innocent people are inhuman animals.
As he was hypnotizing, a gentle sound came from his side, and suddenly Glenda Mary. Ask a question very irrelevant to the current situation:
- If I can come back, I want to try loving you, okay?
Matilda Michael was surprised. Was my ear damaged? "This girl is dying, so I'm scared to death."
- What do you think you're saying? Didn't you and I just meet?
- Hehe. I feel like you're a good person. I don't know why, but I feel safe. Stay with me. Besides, I never loved anyone before I died. I think that's what I'm most disappointed about. All right. Have a good time. Please answer me. Whatever the answer is, I'll accept it.
If time goes back, so that he can meet her, he will want to love her. Yes, that's right. Get her to, don't?
Glenda Mary's clear eyes glanced closely at the shadow, and the face seemed to want to carve him in one's soul.
Matilda Michael was a little embarrassed, and then he thought: "Well, this is a girl's last wish, and now we have nothing left. Maybe we should give her a happy smile until the last minute."
A little thought was thrown away, and he looked deep into those clear eyes as if his heart was beating at the same beat, which he thought was an only consolation, but it felt like a promise of heavy appointment:
- Yes, I agree. If there's a next life, if I meet you, you and I will be a couple.
- Yeah! I finally have a lover. Hehe.
She shouted cheerfully and hugged him tightly.
- He's still a kid... Huh? Indeed, there's still a big room.
- Thank you. That's nice of you.
Glenda Mary whispered in his ear.
Matilda Michael smiled softly, and he closed her eyes and prayed to the little girl: "hope you'll always have fun in the next life."
At the moment when life was about to disappear, Matilda Michael realized that the girl lying in her chest had relieved his previous troubles, completely forgetting all of them. It's a painful memory.
Her holiness, her purity seemed to have reached, touched a corner deep in his soul.
Bang! Bang!
It's all over, the plane is carrying 209 people, there are good people, there are bad people, but today they all die.
Life is extremely fragile, people have never been powerless, or weak until they face death. Some are afraid, some are embarrassed, and some are willing to accept.
By the way, kindness. All newborns are innocent, innocent, innocent. After a long life of deliberation, anxiety, and conflict for profit, the good and the bad are separated.
But then everything will flow along the river of history, melting into nothing.
On 9 September 2020, the MH379 crashed and killed 209 people, making it the most disastrous aviation accident in human history.
...
- AAAA!
Shake your head, and try to pull your double eyelids together like glue.
"I guess when the plane hit the ground, I hit the floor with my head. What do you mean it's over?"
He rubs his head, and feels his hands and feet rotting: "Hey! Don't tell me I'm going to turn into a cripple, okay?"
Finally, the heavy eyes were opened, but soon the rays of light hit the eyes, Matilda Michael followed the reflex of squeezing her fine eyebrows, closing her eyes tightly, and then opening them up. He's adjusting to the outside light, and he's spinning in his head.
"What? It's not bad to go to heaven and sunbathe."
He's got a big mouth, he's got a big mouth.
"I've lived my whole life black, and I'm glad I've died and suddenly been promoted to heaven. Or the more miserable I am, the easier it is to be promoted." He rubbed his chin.
"Maybe an angel's wing?" He shook his back, and touched his ribs back and forth, only to see the burning ribs. It's the same, but you can't see the wings.
Well, he doesn't know if he is going to heaven or if he is going to be an angel with wings. Maybe he's going to have wings a few times harder than he was in my previous life. And he gave his wings because he has no arms, so he doesn't want wings. The more he thinks about it, the more he gets away from reality.
"I used to have hands, but I'm already miserable. Without hands, I'd be miserable. I admire the winged angels. Right. It's not easy, it's not easy." He was wrong.
***
Matilda Michael looked around with her eyes open. It's all white. White ceiling, white wall, white blouse, white cushion, white blanket, Blue striped white suit, white socks... Why is there a white doctor here? You can't save his soul? Yeah, I guess so. Plunge one's head from 10,000 meters. But..."
"An angel in white, how are you going?" he asked.
" Girl!" - The doctor burst into laughter—"You have a girlfriend at a young age."
He thinks he's 28 years old, and he's still being told he's a kid. Does 40 count as an adult? He's got goosebumps in his head over here.
"Sister. How many days have I been in heaven?" he asked hesitantly.
"No heaven. I've never seen anyone tell me to go to heaven like you. You're funny. Are you out of your mind?" It's u. I checked it well. It didn't hit my head.
The female doctor wondered, and quickly examined Matilda Michael.
What does that mean? Why is he going to the hospital? I don't think the rescue and medical system is super advanced. They're going to crash the plane and save it. It's like… Australia is big. Did he get lucky on the day the plane crashed? He is sure it is. He doesn't know if he'll change my life after he dies. Old men often say that there is no disaster. He'll be lucky if he'll be lucky. Matilda Michael kept thinking.
"It's okay, right?"
After sweating, the female doctor found that Matilda Michael's head was fine. She questioned:
"Do you still have a headache? Do you feel anything wrong?"
"I had a headache when I first woke up, but it's gone. My arms and legs hurt a bit."
"Well, it's good that your head doesn't hurt. I'm scared. I thought you had an accident after falling."
"Yes. The pain is gone. If you fall high, you'll use your head well. If you go to martial arts, will you be able to defeat me?"