Chapter 103 Chapter 103 Regularization

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Three years, more than a thousand days and nights.

Liang Zhao remembered everything from their reunion and interactions in the end times to their final regretful death, without missing a single day.

The moment he opened his eyes again, Liang Zhao finally understood. They met again after many years. Gu Mengran looked at him with expectant eyes and a sad and helpless smile.

I am happy to find what I lost, but I am also sad that I cannot recognize you.

"I'm sorry, Meng Ran." Liang Zhao gently stroked the red corners of Meng Ran's eyes, his fingertips trembling slightly, and his tone was softer than ever before: "I remember everything now. I made you wait for so long, and let you bear so much alone... alone."

Gu Mengran couldn't hold it in any longer, and tears as big as beans fell down. He wiped his tears and shook his head and said, "You took care of me in my last life, and I will take good care of you in this life. Even if, even if you can't remember me, it doesn't matter, you will always be my family."

As if the emotions were contagious, Liang Zhao's eyes quietly turned red. His gleaming black eyes reflected Gu Mengran's face, revealing deep heartache: "Why did you do such a stupid thing? It must be painful, right? You accompanied me to the end, but I didn't accompany you to the end, leaving you all alone."

"It's not painful." Gu Mengran sniffed, slowly raised his hand hanging at his side, and stroked Liang Zhao's cheek with his fingertips. "I said, either live together or die together, Liang Zhao, I can't, absolutely can't lose you."

"Stop crying."

Liang Zhao wiped away his crystal tears, stroked his tear-soaked eyelashes with his thumb, and said solemnly: "We are very lucky to have the opportunity to start over. This time I will hold you tightly, Gu Mengran, and drag you with me even if I die."

As if discussing what to eat in the morning, Gu Mengran nodded without hesitation, "You'd better keep your word, otherwise--"

Gu Mengran opened his mouth wide, took the opportunity to bite Liang Zhao's finger, and said viciously: "I'll bite you to death."

The heavy and depressing atmosphere was somewhat alleviated by this joke.

Liang Zhao looked at him and smiled, his eyes like the shimmering surface of a lake under the sun, gentle and warm.

Gu Mengran's heart skipped a beat as they accidentally met his gaze.

In order to cover up his panic, he raised his chin and looked at Liang Zhao, deliberately teasing: "Now that you remember, are you still going to be jealous of yourself? Do you still want to start from the beginning with me and pursue her slowly? I am also convinced that you are not serious about pursuing someone. How long has it been? More than a year!"

"Actually..." Liang Zhao tensed up visibly, his lips moving as if he was about to say something but stopped. He hesitated for a long time before he spoke slowly: "Before I recovered my memory, I cared a lot about the guy in my dream. Over the past year or so, I have been trying my best to make my presence felt. I want you to forget him and completely replace his place in your heart."

Hearing this, Gu Mengran became interested. He leaned closer, put his nose on Liang Zhao's forehead, and smiled softly, "Now that you remember it, do you think I can forget the past? Or do you still hope that I can forget it?"

"No, I can't forget." Liang Zhao shook his head decisively.

The tip of his nose rubbed against his forehead, and Liang Zhao's breathing became disordered for a moment. He tried to stand up by supporting himself on the mud, but Gu Mengran was faster than him. He pressed his shoulders with both hands and fixed him on the edge of the field.

"Ahem," Gu Mengran coughed unnaturally, looked away deliberately, and stammered, "Well, there's something I've always been concerned about. Now that you've recovered your memory, I have to ask you."

Evading eyes, unnatural expression...

Liang Zhao guessed it. Without waiting for Gu Mengran to speak, Liang Zhao grabbed his waist and pulled him into his arms again, holding him firmly. He explained softly, "You were the same me back then. You were very inferior, very depressed, and had no desire to live. I never thought you would like me. I was afraid that you were just doing it to repay me, and I was also afraid that you would despise yourself and give up."

"I don't like girls. From the age of fourteen to twenty-three, from the last life to this life, Liang Zhao only likes Gu Mengran. But I can't take advantage of someone's misfortune. Liking you doesn't mean I have to get you. I hope you can be well and live well."

Liang Zhao, who was not good at speaking, cut himself open, and a bright red, violently beating heart was completely placed in front of him. Gu Mengran's heart softened, a strong sour feeling rose at the tip of his nose, and tears welled up in his slightly dry eyes again.

"I……"

"Don't cry." Liang Zhao patted his back and comforted him like a child: "I'm not saying these words to make you cry. I'm showing myself, Meng Ran. It's been more than a year. Can I become a regular employee?"

Although he was touched, Gu Mengran held a grudge and remembered clearly all the anger he had suffered.

He sniffed, buried his head in Liang Zhao's chest and complained softly: "From the last life to this life, you have rejected me twice! Do you know how sad I am? I think I should reject you once, so that you can also--"

"No." Liang Zhao tightened his arms and kissed his hair with great restraint, his voice low and hoarse: "Give me a chance to make amends, don't punish me, I've been waiting for a long time, and I can't wait any longer."

Gu Mengran became arrogant and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? I can't run away."

"Promise me." Liang Zhao almost begged.

The intense and passionate love was about to fill him up. Gu Mengran's breath was choked, and he hugged Liang Zhao's waist, with an imperceptible syllable escaping from his throat.

"Um."

Liang Zhao's body trembled noticeably, as if he was a new actor performing on stage for the first time. He was nervous and excited at the same time. He didn't seem to know where to put his hands and feet. His lips opened and closed, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Although he couldn't see his expression, Gu Mengran could clearly feel his emotions.

Gu Mengran patted Liang Zhao's back, buried his head in his arms and laughed secretly, "What's wrong, boyfriend? Are you still not able to adapt to your new identity?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Zhao supported Gu Mengran's shoulders with both hands, leaned back, and kept a distance from him.

Sights intersected and merged in mid-air, time seemed to stand still, the sounds made by the small animals were automatically blocked by the ears, and increasingly heavy and rapid breathing sounds came one after another.

Gu Mengran's heart was beating like thunder, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Before he could regain his senses, warm breath brushed across his cheek, Liang Zhao's deep eyes came closer and closer, and the next second, slightly cold lips kissed his.

"Don't hide, let me get used to it."

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Ten minutes later, the culprit Liang Zhao was soaking in the stream, taking a bath leisurely and comfortably, while the victim Gu Mengran was lying on the shore "looking in the mirror", looking at his red and swollen lips in the water with a look of disbelief.

"You are a dog! Is there anyone as close to others as you?"

His mouth was red and swollen, and there was a slight pain, as if he had been stung by a bee. Gu Mengran was so angry that he scooped up a handful of water and splashed it at Liang Zhao.

Liang Zhao didn't try to dodge, letting the cold stream water pour over his head. Then he lifted up his hair and slowly wiped his face with it. He smiled and looked at Gu Mengran: "I'm a novice, not very experienced, and a little nervous. Next time... I'll try to be more restrained."

Looking at the calm Liang Zhao, Gu Mengran was stunned for a moment.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but I always felt that... after recovering his memory, Liang Zhao became more and more shameless.

"I don't want to bother with you."

Gu Mengran muttered something in a low voice, then stretched out his legs and sat on the shore. He picked up a washed cucumber from the cabbage leaves next to him, cut off the head and tail, and took a big bite.

The crisp cucumber was crushed by his teeth, and the sweet and delicious juice burst in his mouth. Gu Mengran breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.

After eating half a cucumber, Liang Zhao finished his shower and came ashore. Gu Mengran spread two cabbage leaves on the ground and handed over two cucumbers. "Eat, breakfast today? Lunch? I don't know what time it is now. I've been in a daze these past few days."

Obviously he was thinking of something unpleasant. After he finished speaking, the lively Gu Mengran hung his head and immediately became listless.

The clothes were still dripping with water. Liang Zhao took the cucumber and sat on the cabbage stool prepared by Gu Mengran. He reached out and rubbed his head. "Don't be afraid. Grandpa and the others evacuated in advance. It will take time for the flames to pass. Nothing will happen."

"I know." Gu Mengran pursed his lips: "I'm just worried. I'm worried that grandpa won't be able to see us. I'm anxious. Also, Hengrongsheng has too much fuel oil. I'm afraid it's not just the surface of the water that's on fire. What if there's an explosion..."

Liang Zhao held the emerald green cucumber tightly in his hand, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

Explosion, this possibility cannot be ruled out.

When the water surface bursts into flames, the first reaction of the ship must be to escape. As long as the speed is fast enough and it is quickly evacuated to safe waters, it should not be seriously injured.

But explosions are different. Once the Heng Rong Sheng carrying thousands of tons of fuel explodes, its power will inevitably affect an area of ​​ten miles. No matter how fast the ship is, it is impossible to escape the explosion range in a short time. Even if it is not affected by the shock wave, it will inevitably be affected by the waves.

Even if they reacted quickly and were lucky enough, and neither caused serious consequences, then the fast current would still push the ship forward.

In other words, it would be difficult for the Wind Wing to stop and wait for them.

A large amount of fuel is needed to fight the water current, but the oil tanker Heng Rongsheng sank, and Gu Mengran, who was carrying the fuel, disappeared. They simply did not have enough fuel to wait on the spot.

Things turned out just as Liang Zhao had expected.

At the same time, the Wind Wing was not peaceful, and the cockpit was noisy and bustling.

"Master Meng, please think carefully. We really can't wait any longer!"

"The Ever Leap's fuel tank is running low. We can't hold out for much longer!"

"Master Meng! We must leave. We must save some fuel for diversion!"

Green breathing lights flashed at high frequencies, and people's earnest advice came one after another, and the sound was transmitted to the cockpit of the Wind Wing through the loudspeaker.

The old man turned a deaf ear to him. He sat upright in the captain's chair, holding the rudder tightly with both hands, looking intently at the water ahead, and stepped on the accelerator to fight the turbulent water with all his strength.

Three days later, they returned to the familiar Fengjin Lake with its surging waves.

It was late at night, and there was still a fire on the water ahead. The old man steered the Wind Wing forward continuously, but from the motionless mountains around it, it could be judged that the Wind Wing was not moving at all and had been standing still.

There is no other way. The water flow is too fast. If we don’t give way, the oil tanker will be pushed away immediately.

How long can it last like this? Zheng Yijie returned to the driving platform with a telescope and saw the fuel tank sign with a red warning light.

Others didn't know that Gu Mengran had space, and just thought that the old man was provoked and insisted on his own way. Even so, Decheng and Yongyue were very righteous and followed him back without hesitation.

But after three days, the fuel tanks of the three ships were almost empty, but the old man still refused to give up. He insisted on waiting for the fire to be extinguished and for Gu Mengran and Liang Zhao to return.

Zheng Yijie felt very upset. He was worried about the safety of Gu Mengran and Liang Zhao, and also worried that the fuel would run out and the Fengyi would completely lose power. He was even more worried about... his father who was becoming more and more amiss.

The fire gradually became smaller, but it could not be extinguished within two or three days, and the water temperature continued to rise. Even if Gu Mengran and Liang Zhao hid safely in the space, they would not be able to get out in a short time.

We can't wait any longer. Zheng Yijie lowered his eyes and looked at the old man. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Master Meng, we, we can't wait any longer. It's time to leave."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Instead of ignoring Zheng Yijie like he ignored Gao Pin, the old man frowned and rebuked him in dissatisfaction: "If outsiders don't know, how can you not know? Why are you backing out? If we just walk away, what will we do after they come out?"

"The fire is still burning, Master Meng. They can't get out anytime soon."

Zheng Yijie tried to reason with him, but the old man ignored him and said, "If they can't come out, just wait. Isn't it all over when they come out?"

Zheng Yijie's eyes went dark, and he quickly raised his hands to rub his temples. "It's not up to us to decide whether to wait or not. The fuel is almost gone, Grandpa! By then, the Fengyi will have no power at all, and we won't even be able to decide where to go. We can only drift with the current."

The old man's hand at the helm trembled slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Then, isn't there a hall on the first floor--"

"That's an empty oil drum!" Zheng Yijie was obviously panicking, and chased after his grandfather and asked, "You should know that Gu Mengran put it away to grow vegetables at that time."

"I……"

The old man hesitated, his expression changed subtly, but his eyes were firm, "It's okay, don't panic, it should be able to hold on for another day or two, and there will be oil when Gu Mengran comes out."

How could he not panic? Zheng Yijie was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks. He took a deep breath to calm himself down and spoke in a slow tone: "Grandpa, Grandpa Meng, three days have passed and the fire has become a little smaller. Will it be extinguished in a day or two? You know, right? There won't be much change in a short time."

"I'm like you. I believe they will stay in the space. There are food and water in the space, so they won't be hungry. They can stay there for ten days or half a month. They are smart people. They know it's dangerous outside and they won't get out so quickly."

"Leaving now is the best option. While the Wind Wing still has power and can turn, we can ride the current to the East China Sea. We've talked about this topic before. If they can't find us when they come out, they will naturally know to go to the East China Sea. If we wait any longer and completely lose power, will we be able to reach the East China Sea smoothly? Where will they find us?"

As if he was moved by his words, the old man's straight back slumped down, as if he had aged a few years in an instant, and looked at the lake with a sad expression, "Will he really go to the East China Sea to find us?"

Without waiting for Zheng Yijie to answer, the old man asked again: "But without the Feng Yi, how can they get to the East China Sea? Such a long distance, such heavy rain, relying on a diesel boat to get there?"

Strike while the iron is hot. Zheng Yijie reached out and patted the old man on the shoulder, and said softly, "Grandpa, Gu Mengran has the space in his hands. Most of the supplies, materials, and tools in the house are in his hands. He is like a mobile human warehouse. Diesel boats, kayaks, fuel... They have everything. There are plenty of ways to solve the problem. He should worry about us instead."

"Okay... okay."

The old man compromised, his tense brows slowly relaxed, he looked at the lake ahead and sighed, then picked up the high-frequency pager and said, "Let's go, let's go now, we're going to the East China Sea."