Jiang Lan suddenly looked up and saw the yacht washed up on the beach.

There is only a small area of ​​​​the beach on the outer edge, and there is jungle behind it. It looks like a small island.

Jiang Lan's eyes flashed, and she lowered her head to look at the man in her arms.

It was dawn, the sun rose on the horizon, and the warm morning light shone on the two of them.

Jiang Lan saw that his eyes were closed, his face was as pale as paper, and specks of blood had dried on his face.

His face was calm, as if he was asleep.

Jiang Lan raised her finger and put it tremblingly under his nose.

Faint hot breath sprayed on her fingers, and Jiang Lan let out a long sigh of relief and slumped down on the deck.

She carefully removed the towel from his back and was delighted to find that the bleeding had stopped.

But as soon as she took the towel away, blood gradually seeped out from the wound, and she immediately pressed the towel back.

She looked at Lu Jingchi's chapped lips, thought for a moment, then picked up a clean towel, put it into the water, dipped some seawater in it, and dripped it on his lips.

Jiang Lan changed her sitting position and let him lean into her arms, holding his cheek with her fingers.

Just like how he held her before.

She called her brother over and over again, hoping that he would open his eyes and look at her.

At this moment, Jiang Lan really didn't know what to do. She didn't even dare to let go of her hand for fear that the wound would ooze blood again.

Jiang Lan was also hungry. He had been hungry several times. Every time he was too hungry, his stomach stopped growling.

But she didn't have the strength anymore.

She watched the sun in the sky rising from the sea level to the sky, and then watched the sun move westward.

Her vision also began to blur.

Jiang Lan felt that he might also die.

She leaned her face against Lu Jingchi's head, closed her eyes, and felt no fear.

Because of his presence, she can face death calmly.

The most fortunate thing is that I died with him.

It's so nice that we can even die together.

No one can separate them anymore.

Jiang Lan closed her eyes and waited quietly for death to come.

At this moment, a slight moan suddenly came from the words.

Jiang Lan opened his eyes suddenly and looked down.

The man in her arms frowned tightly and his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was showing signs of waking up.

"elder brother!"

Jiang Lan shouted out happily, and she knew these two words.

She shouted several times before Lu Jingchi slowly opened his eyes. His distracted gaze paused on her chest for a long time.

After a while, he raised his head slightly and saw Jiang Lan's blood-stained face.

The corners of his lips moved slightly, and it took him a long time to utter two weak words, "Lanlan."

Jiang Lan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, indicating that it was him.

He raised his hand with difficulty, raised it halfway, and blew it down weakly, "Where is this?"

Jiang Lan looked around, all he could see was the sea water, and the setting sun coated the water surface with a layer of golden phosphorescence.

She shook her head and said she didn't know.

Lu Jingchi closed his eyes and waited for two minutes before he forced his weak body to sit up. Jiang Lan pressed his hand on his wound to cooperate with his movement.

After Lu Jingchi looked around, he said, "Let's go and see if there is anything to eat in the yacht's box."

Jiang Lan hesitated, she didn't dare to let go of the towel.

Lu Jingchi said: "Bring that coat."
Chapter completed!