I looked at the time, it was already 10:27, Paper should have boarded the plane. I suddenly felt very cold, as empty as if a body stove had been snatched away all of a sudden. I huddled under the quilt and stared blankly at the clock with my two eyes exposed. It was ticking, and my heart felt so tight every time it ticked. My mind is filled with the news footage of the plane crash. I really fucking hate myself for being like this. My best friend is out of the country, and I have nothing to do with her. What happened to her? Am I still a human being? After sighing for a long time, I decided to look for the chain. Although Paper repeatedly asked me not to tell Lian about her going abroad, she couldn't do anything to me now that she was gone, so I ran towards Lian's company carrying my little cleverness.