Chapter 112 Chapter 112 Crisis

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"Wow, wow, wow--"

The waves hit the hull, splashing water everywhere. The boat drifting in the wind and snow rose and fell, swaying with the waves, like a thrilling pirate ship in an amusement park, shaking and making people dizzy.

The seemingly calm sea often hides turbulent waves.

After entering the sea, the boat was never stable for a moment. Even Gu Mengran, who was accustomed to life on a boat, could not stand it anymore. He suddenly became seasick. He fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. He slept so soundly that he could not tell the difference between day and night.

His mind was clear but his body was still asleep. Gu Mengran opened his eyes in a daze. Through the deep and thick darkness outside the window, he could vaguely tell that it was the dead of night and he couldn't see his hand in front of him.

The boat was still moving, swaying rapidly against the wind and waves, up and down and left and right.

The person who was supposed to sleep next to him had not come back yet. Gu Mengran rubbed his swollen and painful temples, dragged his extremely uncomfortable body from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed, and lifted the curtain across the middle of the cabin.

"Are you awake? Are you feeling better? Are you still dizzy?"

It seemed that he had been paying attention to the cabin. When the curtain was just opened and there was only a slight sound, Liang Zhao, who was sitting on the driving platform, immediately turned around and asked with concern.

When his eyes fell on Gu Mengran, he frowned and said with dissatisfaction: "Put on some clothes. It's almost minus ten degrees Celsius now. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Gu Mengran said nothing, stared at him blankly for a few seconds, returned to the bedside and put on his thick cotton coat, then slowly got out of bed and walked towards the cockpit with light steps on the cabin.

By the time he reached the driving platform, he seemed to have used up all his strength. Gu Mengran was like an invertebrate mollusk, wrapping his arms around Liang Zhao's neck from behind and lying limply on his back.

"I feel so dizzy. Is the sky spinning? How can I be so dizzy?"

"It's not the sky that's spinning, it's the boat that's rocking." Liang Zhao chuckled, squeezed his hand that was casually placed on his chest, and patiently instructed: "The effect of the medicine should have worn off. Sit down first, eat something to fill your stomach, take a dimenhydrinate tablet, and then go to sleep."

Gu Mengran rubbed Liang Zhao's neck and shook his head, "Still sleeping? I can't sleep. I've been sleeping so much these past two days that I'm almost sleepy. And you've been sailing day and night without closing your eyes."

"No way."

Noticing that he was in a low mood, Liang Zhao raised his hand and stroked his chin. "When the wind and waves were not so strong, I would also lie down and sleep. I am a human, not a machine. How can I not sleep for days?"

Gu Mengran lowered his eyes slightly and let out a long sigh from between his lips.

After entering the sea, the pattern of sailing during the day and resting at night is no longer feasible. The sea is too rough and the boat can only maintain balance better if it is in motion. If you leave the boat to rest and a wave hits you in your sleep, you may never be able to see again.

The best option now is for two people to take turns driving the boat. Unfortunately, Gu Mengran's health is not good and he suddenly starts to feel seasick, making Liang Zhao feel like a cat. He can only take a nap when the wind is calm.

Liang Zhao never complained or grumbled, but Gu Mengran felt very distressed for him.

Gu Mengran moved a small stool and sat next to Liang Zhao. He took out a bottle of water and a custard bread from under the driving platform and ate them in small bites without any appetite, trying to fill his stomach as much as possible.

He really had no appetite. After eating only half a piece of bread, Gu Mengran felt exhausted. His temples were throbbing and he felt a little nauseous.

He tilted his head back and gulped down a few gulps of water to suppress the irritating nausea. Gu Mengran took out the seasickness medicine from the space, broke off a piece, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it with water.

The unfinished bread disappeared in his palm in an instant. Gu Mengran slapped Liang Zhao on the knee, cleared his throat and said, "I'm ready! You, go to sleep now, I'll drive the boat."

"Is that all?" Liang Zhao raised his eyebrows, his mouth corners slightly raised, "What I just took wasn't medicine, it was an elixir, right?"

Gu Mengran raised his chin and said, "Don't worry about it. I'm not dizzy anymore. Hurry up and go to sleep. Don't take my place."

Liang Zhao's smile deepened. He stretched out his hand to hook Gu Mengran's shoulders and gently pulled him, half-embracing him in his arms. "Don't make a fuss. When you feel unwell, you should rest well and don't be stubborn."

"My limbs are almost degenerated from lying down, and you are the one who should take a good rest!" Gu Mengran pulled a hand out of his arms, pointed at his tired eyes and said, "Do you want me to get you a mirror to look at your dark circles, look at you--hmm!"

The warm, dry lips blocked the unfinished words.

Liang Zhao leaned over, put his arms around Gu Mengran's waist and kissed him wantonly.

Their lips touched lightly and then separated, as if it was just a quick kiss, but the next moment, Liang Zhao took Gu Mengran's hand and touched himself, pried open his lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue, and kissed him rudely and forcefully.

After the kiss, Gu Mengran's face turned red and his breathing became disordered.

Liang Zhao, like nothing happened, rested his forehead against his and licked his lips with lingering emotion. "We can't just look at the surface of things. We have to feel it. How strong is my energy?"

His palms were scorching hot, and blood suddenly rushed to his head. Gu Mengran's face suddenly turned red to the roots behind his ears, and his breathing was rapid and heavy. As if to cover up the embarrassment, he hastily pulled back his hand and slapped Liang Zhao on the thigh.

"You really are..." Gu Mengran turned his head away, avoiding Liang Zhao's sight, and muttered softly: "It's already such a time and you still have the heart to think about these things, aren't you ashamed?"

Liang Zhao smiled calmly, "There's nothing I can do. I have to prove that I have good energy so that you can rest assured."

As they were talking and laughing, another wave came crashing over, splashing water in front of the window and falling back into the sea. The innocent boat that was caught in the wave was shaking violently and could not calm down for a long time.

The sudden dizziness shattered that bit of beauty. Gu Mengran tilted his head and leaned on Liang Zhao's shoulder, sighing helplessly, "Even if you have good energy, you have to use it sparingly. The sea is still too scary. It killed me in just two or three days. I don't know how long this hell will last. We have to be prepared for a long-term battle."

Liang Zhao no longer had the mood to joke. He reached out and rubbed Gu Mengran's temples, looking solemnly at the dark and eerie water in front of him.

It is still too risky for a small boat to go into the sea. Although the boat is shaking violently now, the actual sea surface can even be described as calm. The small boat cannot withstand the wind and waves that are not related to itching. If there are bigger wind and waves...

Gu Mengran leaned on his shoulder without moving, as if he was asleep. Liang Zhao stroked his head gently with his palm, and all his worries were finally summed up in one sentence: "Don't worry, I'm here, I can handle it."

It was impossible to fall asleep. He slept day and night. Gu Mengran was very energetic at the moment. He was dizzy and didn't dare to control the boat independently, but he also wanted to sit here, even if he didn't say anything or do anything, just to accompany Liang Zhao.

There was only a very dim light at the bow, and three meters away there was thick darkness.

The inky night was like a heavy lead plate, pressing heavily on the sea surface, and the endless darkness swallowed up the entire sea. The howling sea breeze blew past, wrapped in coldness and humidity, violently raising layers of waves.

As the wind blew and the waves hit, the boat swayed more and more violently, but the medicine seemed to work, and the dizziness that troubled Gu Mengran was significantly weakened.

"Hey, I don't think I'm that dizzy anymore."

Gu Mengran pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed his temples. After repeated confirmation, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Liang Zhao excitedly, "I'm not kidding, you're really not dizzy anymore. Now you can sleep peacefully, I..."

"Liang Zhao?"

He kept on talking for a long time, but Liang Zhao seemed not to hear him at all. He stared at the water in front of him without giving any response.

Even though he was slow to react, Gu Mengran realized something was wrong and immediately looked up at the sea ahead.

Almost at the same time, the boat suddenly accelerated and made a sharp turn. The seawater brought up by the boat hit the front window, and the view was blurred by the mist, but the severely tilted boat reminded Gu Mengran that the boat was trying to turn around.

“Boom boom boom—”

The huge sound waves like thunder pierced through the endurance board and hit the eardrum directly. It was not the sound of wind and rain, nor the sound that a small boat could make...

The front window was blocked by the mist, and Gu Mengran could not see anything clearly. At the moment when the boat turned around, a blurry shadow flashed through the rear window at the stern. A mountain, a mountain that towered into the clouds and could not be seen at a glance.

But this is the sea, where do the mountains come from in the sea?

The diesel boat turned around on the spot and shot out like an arrow. A long silver water streak followed closely behind, and at the same time, a water wall grew larger and higher.

The vast ocean is like the 3,000-meter race in a sports meet, where you never reach the end.

"Bang!"

A loud noise echoed across the sea, and a massive wall of water came crashing down like a collapsing building at lightning speed.

Liang Zhao reacted quickly and turned around in time to avoid the fatal blow.

Although he was not hit directly by the water wall, the water wall collided with the sea surface and instantly turned into countless surging waves, like a flood that broke through a dam, and with an unstoppable force, they piled up layer by layer, rushing up violently and quickly.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang…”

It was as if huge rocks were falling from overhead. The sound of the awning, the hull, and the impact of the waves came from all directions. In just a few seconds, the solid and firm "clang" above fell away, and the freezing cold sea water and the sweeping snow and wind instantly poured into the cabin.

It wasn't over yet, as waves, more ferocious than the last, rushed against the boat one after another. They were like a pair of invisible hands, tearing, pushing, grabbing the boat and ravaging it repeatedly, determined to capsize it.

The anti-collision tires played a certain balancing role. The boat rose and fell with the waves, swayed from side to side, and a large amount of seawater seeped into the cabin. At one point, the boat was on the verge of capsizing, but was resolutely pulled back by the anti-collision tires.

If you delay your breath, capsizing will be the next wave's fate.

In the chaos, Gu Mengran and Liang Zhao quickly climbed out of the cabin wearing life jackets. In the blink of an eye, a dilapidated fishing boat appeared out of nowhere on the rough sea.

The two of them quickly climbed onto the deck along the escape ladder that had been set up in advance, without even having time to look back—

In less than two minutes, the once warm and cozy little home disappeared from sight.