When Zhao Xiaoyue woke up, he was surprised to find that he had been carried ashore by a dolphin, while another dolphin was playing with Situ Ming, who was either unconscious or dead.
They were only about 20 meters from the coastline.
Zhao Xiaoyue dived underwater and cut the parachute ropes binding the two of them. She then put the dagger back into the leather sheath on her ankle, waved away the dolphin, and laboriously pulled Situ Ming ashore.
A vast white beach, azure waters, and Zhao Xiaoyue lying there, utterly exhausted, with a lush green island behind her.
She turned around with difficulty to check the carotid artery of the person next to her, and thankfully it was still beating.
After catching her breath, Zhao Xiaoyue squeezed the seawater that Situ Ming had drunk out and performed artificial respiration.
She hadn't forgotten that the moment the plane crashed, this guy grabbed her and jumped, but unfortunately, the wind was strong at sea, and the parachute got tangled together.
This guy chose to cut his own leash to save Zhao Xiaoyue's life.
I only heard what he said, but it was windy and I couldn't quite catch it.
What was it again, love what?
Does it mean she should find his favorite thing after he dies?
Fortunately, he didn't die, otherwise he wouldn't even know what his favorite thing was.
When Situ Ming was conscious, she felt something soft brushing against her lips and then blowing air.
When I opened my eyes, all I could see was Zhao Yue's magnified chubby face and her moist lips.
Mr. Zhao is almost out of energy.
"Brother Ming, you have to hold on! We can't die here. Wake up quickly. I don't even know what you like best. At least tell me before you die. Then I can burn some for you for Qingming Festival or Cold Clothes Festival."
He paused for a second or two before he dared to be sure he wasn't dead, then raised his arms and tightly embraced the person who was still receiving first aid.
"Cough, cough, cough cough."
"Brother Ming, let go, let go, I'm dying! I'm not dead, I'm alive."
Ugh, what kind of talk is that?
"Xiaoyue..."
Situ Ming lay flat and loosened his arms slightly, but did not let go.
Only when he could clearly feel the heartbeat of the person in his arms did he restrain himself and slowly release his grip.
His voice was low and hoarse, as if he had just recovered from a bad cold, "Are you alright?"
After calming down for a while, Zhao Xiaoyue said with a sullen face, "Oh no, you almost strangled me to death just now."
The person lying on the beach, with their lower body still in the water, already had salt stains showing on their black shirt.
The two of them lay on the beach and dried their clothes.
"Are we already on the front page?"
Situ Ming frowned, his handsome face contorted. "What do you think?"
Zhao Xiaoyue also rubbed her face and said, "I think so, but I don't like it like this. I feel like I have no privacy."
"Someone will handle it."
Situ Ming asked a pressing question, "How...how do we get back?"
Zhao Xiaoyue looked up at the azure sky. "That's a good question. It's very sophisticated."
"If I'm not mistaken, two days!"
"Are you so sure?"
Zhao Xiaoyue shook the salt particles off her hair. "If Tanzania can't find me within two days, I'll chop him up when I get back."
Tanzania?
Did he know about Tanzania?
Zhao Xiaoyue glanced at Situ Ming, feeling somewhat embarrassed, but she tried to remain calm.
"What are you looking at? Are you making a fuss over nothing? I've already told you I'm a gang leader, you think I'm joking!"
Not to mention, she herself was shocked when she secretly met with Tanzan.
"Now you know why I didn't tell you my real identity back then, right? It was so embarrassing."
Why--
No one knows the heartache I feel!
The evening glow and the setting sun create a breathtaking spectacle.
"Brother Ming, I'm so hungry! What should I do?"
Zhao Xiaoyue, clutching her stomach, looked pitifully at Situ Ming, hardly resembling a gang leader.
Situ Ming had already taken off his shirt, revealing slightly damp black hair, a slender waist, and alluringly thin skin.
Zhao Xiaoyue: "!"
It's a little... well, this is really unbearable!
A moment later, a head popped up from the water, shaking off the water droplets. Situ Ming came up with a lobster and an unidentified fish, and picked up some snails in the shallow water.
The campfire crackled and popped, and the lobsters and fish on the stone slabs were sizzling with oil. Zhao Xiaoyue could be heard swallowing her saliva from a great distance.
Situ Ming laid out a bundle of palm leaves and began to break off pieces of lobster meat to feed the hungry kitten.
They were eating with great gusto.
The young master ate a fish and a few snail pieces to tide him over.
Here, people don't care about being full; it's good enough to have something to eat.
It was a rare moment for the two of them to calmly appreciate the afterglow of the setting sun.
"How can you be so sure we'll be back in a couple of days? In other words, how can you be so sure Tanzan could find this place?"
Zhao Xiaoyue lay on a palm leaf, looking at the starry sky. "Hou Taotao and the others have limited manpower, so they will definitely go to Tanzan. Tanzan, well, you could say he's a bad person, but he's not entirely bad. He has 0.1% of his conscience left. But if you say he's a good person, according to the law, he could die a hundred or two hundred times and be sentenced to several thousand life imprisonments without any problem."
Zhao Xiaoyue spoke these words calmly, with her arms behind her head.
“I originally thought that Rl only had a few people and was just a normal business. I never expected that two years ago, Hou Taotao told me that Tanzania was also part of Rl. I almost died on the spot.”
Recalling that scene, she felt like she was about to shatter into pieces.
What is that?
Later, when she met Tanzania again, she felt like a million alpacas were galloping around in her mind.
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