"Tianluo, be careful." Leng Xiao pounced on him, and suddenly the sea water poured in, big waves rolled, and a huge yacht flipped over.
The two were photographed under the yacht, surrounded by cold and biting water from all directions.
Leng Xiao covered his mouth with one hand and pointed forward with the other hand.
Yan Tianluo understood, and the two of them swam toward a place with less wind and waves.
Because they had put on life jackets before, the two of them floated naturally as soon as they came out of the sea.
"Quick, grab the lifeboat." Leng Xiao's sharp eyes spotted the small boat swaying in the wind not far away.
The two of them swam hard together and grabbed the bow and stern of the lifeboat.
Yan Tianluo wiped the seawater from his face, grabbed the rope and climbed up, while Leng Xiao also climbed up at the other end.
"It's so damn unlucky that we encountered a storm as soon as we went out to sea." Yan Tianluo took off his clothes and wrung them dry toward the sea.
"The weather at sea is like this, ever-changing."
Leng Xiao glanced at the compass on his watch and said, "We can only drift with the wind now. Wherever we drift is, we will be there?"
"There are so many islands nearby, maybe we will drift to a cannibal island."
"Then whoever eats you will be really unlucky, because after eating a lot of bad water, you still have diarrhea." Leng Xiao said with a smile.
"You still have the guts to make a joke. Next time you drag your brother into the water, don't come to me." Yan Tianluo checked on the lifeboat and said with a frustrated look: "It's a pity that my box of high-end weapons is all gone."
It’s ruined.”
"You're still thinking about the weapons. It's good if you can save your life." Leng Xiao leaned out and picked up a bag of bread from the sea and threw it on the boat. Several more bags of food floated over, and he caught them one by one.
Yan Tianluo patted the water bottle tied to his body: "I have to save food and medical expenses these days. I don't know if these things can make it to the shore."
Leng Xiao lay down on the boat, looked at the dark sky and said, "I'll leave it to fate."
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When Qiu Mo woke up, it was already the second day. She felt her eyes stinging a little. Because they were wrapped in gauze, she couldn't see anything.
Not being able to feel the light gave rise to an unreasonable fear. She unconsciously grabbed her hand twice by the bed, and suddenly a hand held her little hand and said softly: "Momo, you're awake.
.”
When Qiu Mo heard this voice in a trance, he thought it was Leng Xiao, and a smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth.
How did he come? Is it really him?
Ye Hen was in a particularly happy mood because of her smile. He put her hand to his lips and kissed her, saying, "Momo, you will be able to see in two days."
She gradually woke up and recognized who the owner of the voice was, and the smile at the corner of her mouth became stiffer.
Ye Hen frowned and couldn't help but increase the strength on his hands. He wanted to remind her who was sitting next to her now.
Qiu Mo bit her lip in pain and turned her face away as if she was choking.
"Are you hungry?" Ye Hen loosened his grip on his hand, "I'll have someone bring food to you. What do you want to eat?"
"Porridge." Qiu Mo replied lightly.
"good."
Ye Hen ordered someone to bring in the freshly made hot porridge, and then helped Qiu Mo sit up from the bed.
Qiu Mo fumbled to get the spoon, but he put her on his lap and wanted to feed her himself.
He carefully blew the air off the bowl, took a sip with a spoon, and tested whether it was hot with the tip of his tongue. After making sure the temperature was just right, he fed it to her mouth.
"Momo, be good, open your mouth."
Qiu Mo felt very uncomfortable, but if she didn't cooperate with this man now, he might throw the bowl directly into her face. She also wanted to recover soon and save Lin Jinfeng, but she had no choice but to compromise and open her mouth.
It wasn't until the bowl of porridge was finished that Ye Hen was satisfied and ordered the bowls and chopsticks to be removed.
He used mouthwash to rinse her mouth again, and he carefully wiped her hands and face with a wet towel.
Such gentle and considerate care actually gave Qiu Mo the illusion that he was not the cold-blooded and ruthless Ye Hen, but an ordinary relative who could take care of him.
Relatives? Perhaps she had always viewed Ye Hen this way when she was young. She was raised by him. Although she hated him from somewhere in her heart, she had been alone since she was a child and was abandoned at birth.
If the neighbor hadn't kindly given her a bite of food, she would have starved to death on the street.
In a sense, Ye Hen was her savior, but she could not feel grateful to him. He caused her so much pain that she often felt that it would be better to die than live in this world.
Ye Hen put on a new set of pajamas for her. Seeing her sitting there in a daze without saying a word, he sat down and asked, "What's wrong? What's so unhappy about her?"
Qiu Mo shook his head.
The wind was howling outside, and the sea breeze was rolling huge waves against the black rocks.
An inexplicable worry arose in her heart, and she turned her head towards the window and asked: "Is it a storm?"
"It's a very big storm. If there are ships on the sea now, they may be swallowed up in an instant." Ye Hen said lightly, patted her face and said: "Go to bed early, I will take you out for a walk tomorrow, you
Don’t you love the poppy in the backyard? It bloomed today.”
Qiu Mo touched her gauze-wrapped eyes and said, "I can smell it."
"Whatever you like." He kissed her on the forehead. He liked how well-behaved and docile she was at this time. He found that his emotions were easily affected by her. If she was a little gentler to him, he would feel
The joy was overwhelming, but when she made him angry, he would be so angry that his head would explode.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help pinching her cheek like punishment: "Little goblin."
After Ye Hen left, Qiu Mo turned her face toward the window. She didn't know why, but she always felt frightened in her heart, as if there were some demons and monsters on the sea.
She rubbed the autumn light on her wrist with her fingers, thinking about that person in her heart. She wondered if he was doing well on the far side?
Leng Xiao was not living well now. He and Yan Tianruo sat on the boat and floated for a day and a night, and finally all the food and water were used up.
Yan Tianruo put his arms on the side of the ship and said feebly: "Leng Xiao, I will never be your brother in the next life. I might have been dragged to death by you in my last fucking life."
"Well, seeing as you are living in such pain, I will come to help you." Leng Xiao leaned over halfway.
"What do you want to do?" Yan Tianluo protected his chest with his hands: "Not at this time, you want to xxoo me."
Leng Xiao frowned: "I want to throw you into the sea to make you die faster."
"You are so fucking inhumane," Yan Tianluo yelled.
Leng Xiao suddenly made a shushing gesture, then straightened up and looked forward.
The storm has subsided, and there seems to be a glimmer of light swaying in the thick layers of fog in the distance.