Liancheng Yanzhi's thin hand held onto Rong Yan's hand and said, "What, go ahead and say it."
Xizeer didn't hesitate and directly said, "Liancheng, I feel that Meow is still alive."
Liancheng Yanzhi's eyes suddenly brightened, that light seemed to pierce through a million light-years, through heavy darkness, finally shining at the heart, like a small flower blooming from the crevice of a cliff—that is, hope!
Liancheng Yanzhi's eyes turned red, his voice trembling, "Say that again?"
Xizeer smiled and said, "I said, maybe Meow didn't die. Don't rush, listen to me slowly explain. A foreign news report announced that a passenger on the flight that day might have survived. Based on the location where the passenger was rescued, I checked the ocean weather conditions on the day of the accident. Considering the ocean currents, wind speed at sea, and Meow's weight, I deduced this. I'm 70% sure she hasn't died. I think God loves her and wouldn't be willing to let her die."
