[The hardest thing in the world to guess is the human heart, and the hardest thing to explain is human nature.]

On the way back, Xia Yan stared at the floor under his feet with increasing uneasiness, carefully recalling what had happened before, and unknowingly bumped into the little girl running towards him.

With a plop, the ten-year-old little girl fell to the ground. The bread in her arms rolled out of her tulle skirt and rolled to his feet.

The bump just now was quite serious. Xia Yan took a few steps back and covered his abdomen. Looking at the reckless girl in front of him, he stretched out his hand angrily and amusedly.

However, the little girl just stared at his trousers with a blank expression for a while, then hurriedly got up to pick up the bread, without even looking at Xia Yan.

"Jasmine!"

"Stop Jasmine!"

The door of Room 18 opened, and the slightly older girl stood at the door, looking hastily at the little girl next to Xia Yan.

She was wearing a sky blue T-shirt and simple jeans, with her black hair tied up in a bunch randomly, and her innocent and student-like dress, which reminded him of his lost wife Bai Xiangjun. At that time, Xiangjun seemed to be like this too... It's just that

, the girl who seemed ignorant of the world in front of her was brighter, more beautiful, and more - radiant.

After just a moment of absence, the girl quickly walked up to him, hugged the little girl Jasmine into her arms, and leaned over to help her pick up the missing bread: "Why don't you eat the distributed breakfast? Are you planning to give it to him again?"

To third class?"

"We discussed this matter yesterday."

"We can't just move around!"

"But I have a way to sneak in without alerting anyone. I've tried this twice, and you know it."

The little girl Jasmine looked confidently at the girl who was holding her shoulders tightly. She sighed in her ear: "Moli, listen! Mr. Wei and Mrs. Wei are our neighbors. Yes, Wei Xiaomin is also your classmate and good friend.

, no one will forget these friendships. But the current situation is different, you understand, right?"

"It's because I understand, so I have to do this." After saying that, the little girl Jasmine broke free from the restraints, took three steps back, looked at her biological sister, and said word by word, "I just come from a different background from you.

It’s just different angles to make different plans, you understand that.”

Watching the little girl hurried away holding the bread with slight surprise, Xia Yan recalled their conversation with great confusion.

From the logic of thinking to the composition of words and sentences, the girl named "Moli" does not look like a ten-year-old child. Even his extremely smart brother Ping An would not have been able to say this at the age of ten.

So logical, with plans and expectations.

"Your sister is very smart."

After saying these words sincerely, Xia Yan turned his eyes to the eighteen-year-old girl next to him and saw her frowning slightly in surprise: "You know?"

"What?"

"My relationship with Jasmine..."

The girl looked at Xia Yan in surprise, her dark eyes gradually showing some vigilance. However, Xia Yan smiled lightly: "You have similar looks, and you speak to her in an elder's tone. It's not difficult to guess the relationship between you."

Relationship. What’s more, you are still wearing the same necklace. If I guess correctly, there should be photos of your parents in it."

As he said that, Xia Yan glanced at the round necklace on the girl's chest, and he had some ideas in his mind: "But it can also be seen from this that you are separated from your parents, and that you and your sister are separated."

You are not familiar with each other, maybe because you are taken care of separately, so there is a certain gap in communication between you, but you have tried your best to fulfill the responsibilities of a sister, but your smart sister thinks more than you, and is eager to be with you.

Get your approval in what happens in the future.”

After hearing these words, the girl couldn't help but follow Xia Yan, and asked angrily: "Do you often unreasonably analyze the thoughts and relationships of strangers like this?"

"No, it's just recently." Xia Yan paused, and when he looked back, his eyes revealed a bit of loneliness and desolation, "Because no one on this ship is worthy of trust, and survivors like you are too optimistic.

, only you and your sister behave differently from others, which is consistent with my state of mind. So I was just wondering whether you would experience the same thing as me."

With that said, Xia Yan walked towards the room at the end without looking back, leaving the girl alone in deep contemplation.

optimism.

Yes.

Perhaps judging from the current situation, the most intolerable thing is optimism.

However, it is so difficult to face an unknown future alone, carrying secrets and missions.

It seems that they really need allies.

[Both are in a strange place, and the only way to survive is to distinguish between friend and foe. 】

When Helan Qiangwei and her sister Jasmine found Xia Yan, Xia Yan was staying in the room painting portraits of Bai Xiangjun and Xia Pingan.

He always firmly believed that even if he came to this ghost place inexplicably, Bai Xiangjun and Xia Ping'an should also be here. Even if they are not on this voyage cruise ship, they must be on other rescue ships, or... they are in a safer and more comfortable place...

…

When the door opened, Xia Yan met Helan Qiangwei's twinkling eyes. He was not too surprised. He turned sideways to let her and Jasmine in, and pointed to the chair beside the bed: "Sit."

It seemed too easy. Helan Qiangwei frowned slightly and showed that vigilant look again: "You are really weird, you invited us in without asking the reason."

"That's because I believe you will always tell me the reason." After explaining casually, Xia Yan picked up the portrait on the table and handed it to Qiangwei, "Have you seen them?"

Helan Qiangwei lowered her eyes, looked at the young man and woman in the portrait, and fell into deep thought.

The portraits were drawn according to Bai Xiangjun and Xia Pingan when they were young. They only relied on those vague memories. However, Xia Yan thought that the drawings were 80% similar. After all, there were some incredible things in them.

But Helan Qiangwei slowly shook her head: "If I were on this ship, I would have seen someone with such an outstanding appearance."

After saying that, the portrait was taken over by Helan Jasmine.

The little girl looked around and came to the same conclusion: "I have been to other cabins, and they are not on this ship."

After saying that, she returned the portrait to Xia Yan, and looked at him with firm eyes for the first time.

.”

The flash of surprise was almost impossible to ignore, but it quickly returned to normal.
Chapter completed!