“叮——” Packs of phones not timely earthquake, like suddenly leap out of the cockroach, buzzing buzzing to disturb my mind. I shiver hand, already a bit skewed backpack strap relaxed again, inside the document哗啦啦 scattered everywhere, rolling hot ground messy dance.

“啊——” My head buried in the documents, the panicked scream stuck in the throat. The ground scorched my bare skin, the hot breath directly into the bone. I frantically scrape the documents, but just scattered more, like the wind blown leaves, no matter how hard I squeezed, still cling to the ground, reluctant to leave.

The crowd of people around also saw this scene. Some people whispered and point, some look怜悯, some are looking for the passengers to take care of. I feel as if the whole plane has eyes, all of them aimed at me, like a perched on a branch, looking down from the hawk.

“Hey, are you okay?” A voice sounded beside, turned to look, a stewardess smiling. Seeing my panic, she quickly came over to help me. “Let me help you.”