Two young men were wandering carefreely on the streets of Shenzhen. Fu Ping'an saw a McDonald's in front of him, so he went to buy two cones, one for each.

"How do you know I like to eat this?" Although it was a two-dollar cone, Gu Tsinghua was as happy as a child receiving a Christmas gift.

Suddenly her cell phone rang, picked up the phone and answered it, and did not avoid Fu Ping'an. She spoke English, and Fu Ping'an could understand it. Perhaps it was because Gu Tsinghua organized an event. Now the time is coming, and someone called to urge him.

"You have something to do, leave first." Fu Ping'an said, but the loss in his eyes cannot be concealed. Happiness is always short and beautiful, and this is fate.

Gu Tsinghua thought for a while and said, "Do you really have time?"

"Yes, I have."

"It's OK until tomorrow?"

"OK!"

"Then let's go, I'll take you to a place." Gu Qinghua naturally took Fu Ping'an's hand and headed straight to the subway station.

The place they went to was a youth hostel. The difference between a youth hostel and a hotel is that it can accommodate many people in one room, just like a college dormitory, with a public bathroom, computer room and activity room. Gu Tsinghua’s friends are about a dozen, all of them are young men and women from different countries. They are warm and friendly, and one of the common characteristics is that they have no money.

Here, no one cares about your education, your family background, your wealth, or any accessories other than you.

Gu Tsinghua introduced new friends to everyone. These young people from the United States, Russia, France, South Korea, Malaysia, and Italy shook hands and said hello. The common language here is English. Gu Tsinghua knew that Fu Ping'an's spoken language would probably not be very good, so he acted as his translator.

A scene that surprised her appeared. Fu Ping'an greeted everyone in authentic American English, Russian, Malay, Italian and Korean. It was not just saying hello, but Barabala said a lot of things. Not only Gu Tsinghua was shocked and everyone shouted loudly.

They commented that this was a language genius, only the Koreans smiled and said that your accent had a distinct northern flavor.

"Oh my God, how many countries do you speak?" Gu Qinghua looked at Fu Ping'an up and down, as if he was re-recognizing him.

Fu Ping'an smiled shyly: "That's all, Italian and Korean are both good at playing soy sauce, and English, Russian and Malay are more familiar."

"You are so awesome, how did you learn it?"

Fu Ping'an's thoughts returned to an island.

"Learn from TV and vcd," he said.

"I admire your perseverance so much." Gu Qinghua said this from the bottom of his heart. Others have foreign teachers and language environments to learn English. It is natural to learn it. It is not difficult. She could imagine that Fu Ping'an lives in the balcony on Building No. 5, practicing English hard against the TV. She finally knows how hard a person can work for his dream.

The friends of the youth hostel organized a camping activity. They had already prepared their luggage and waited for Gu Tsinghua. Fu Ping'an's joining gave the team a more cadre. Everyone moved their equipment out and got on a bus.

"Where to go camping?" Fu Ping'an asked.

"You'll know when you go."

The bus headed eastward, passed Dameisha Ocean Park, passed Xiaomeisha Ocean World, and continued to drive eastward for a distance. He stopped in front of a beach. Everyone got off the bus and got on the boat with their things, and used a sampan to connect to a fishing boat.

After all the boarding was completed, without Gu Tsinghua's words, Fu Ping'an also understood that they were going to camp on the island.

"The opposite is HK, but the island we went to is still in the waters of the mainland. It is an uninhabited island. We brought a tent to have a picnic and camping on the island." Gu Qinghua looked at Fu Ping'an and found that he was not feeling depressed. "Don't you like it? Do you feel seasick?"

In front of him was a vast sea with a clear wave, calm waves and a small sway. Another picture appeared in his mind. The landing craft was struggling to dock in the raging waves, the cliffs were towering into the clouds, the military flags were flying, the waves swayed against the shore, and thousands of snow were rolled up.

Retracting his thoughts, Fu Ping'an smiled and said, "No, I like the island, I love the sea."

This is just a game for a group of children to play house.

The fishing boats are driving southward, and their destination is not in Dapeng Bay, but an uninhabited island that is even south of Hong Kong Island. It is far away from the mainland, the city, and the population, like a paradise.

There is no dock on the island and fishing boats cannot dock. Young people use air pumps to inflate the rubber rafts on the boat, carrying personnel and supplies to the island one by one. There is no cell phone signal here, but they bring satellite phones and can ask for help in time even if there is a danger.

The young people are of high quality, no one is lazy and slid, and they are all competing to do their best. They are not spoiled children, they set up tents, set up grills, pack food, and some people are paddling rubber rafts to go out to fish in the sea. Fu Ping'an did not perform particularly well, he just followed him silently.

In the evening, the bonfire was lit, the grill was filled with food, and beer and coke were drinking. Under the setting sun of the coconut forest, friends from the Philippines held saxophone and blew up an old song from the forties, "Red Sails under the Sunset".

Gu Qinghua and Fu Ping'an sat side by side on the beach, the sea breeze blew gently and the waves patted lightly, and time seemed to be stagnant.

...

Omi and Mu Lan received a call from a fixed number in another place. She was always worried about Fu Ping'an's whereabouts, regardless of whether it was an advertisement or not.

"Hello, I'm the Dongshan Gage District Headquarters. Fu Ping'an has a whereabouts... in Shenzhen, yes, we'll send someone here right away... It's OK, you'll go faster..."

Mu Lan was extremely excited. Fu Ping'an finally had a whereabouts, and was safe and sound. She called Gu Bei and Juqiang and asked them to put down their work. They rushed to the airport immediately with their ID cards. They asked the administrator to book four air tickets, one for themselves, Gu Bei Juqiang and one for Liu Xiaona.

Although he was reluctant, Liu Xiaona was Fu Ping'an's real girlfriend after all, so she couldn't hide this from her.

When Liu Xiaona received the call, her tone was not particularly surprised, but rather a little strange.

"Is that so good? I can't get away with some things now, why don't you take them with me?"

"Okay, then that's it." Mu Lan said no to her and hung up the phone neatly.

On the way to the airport, Mu Lan sent another message to Gao Yan and Fan Dongsheng, telling them that they had found it and could come back.

There is no reply. Currently, these two people are in Thailand. Sometimes they don’t have good signals and can’t receive the message.

At Yutan International Airport, Mu Lan met with two subordinates, printed the boarding pass, passed the security check and waited for the plane. The gate information showed that due to air control reasons, the previous flight was missed and the flight time was not determined.

Mu Lan couldn't help but curse her.

Air control can control civil aircraft but military aircraft. An Il76 transport plane carrying out a mission flew over the Ori River. There was a free-rider passenger in the cargo hold, with the rank of lieutenant colonel and the special forces logo on its armband.

Yier 76 arrived at a base in Guangkong in advance. The Luohan got off the plane and his comrades drove to pick him up: "Luhan, what strong wind has blown you, I will arrange it tonight."

"I have a task, don't drink." The Luohan's face was serious.

"What secret mission, do I have a job to participate in?" The comrade-in-arms has withdrawn from the T-unit due to injury. He is now a member of the Second Department of the Guangzhou Military Region. He is responsible for work in Hong Kong and has a lot of resources and means to use.

"A private task assigned by General Luo Kegong." Luo Han said, "Find a partner for my sister. Do you think you have any participation?"

The comrade coughed dryly: "Let's make an appointment when you finish processing."

Luo Han took the car of his comrades and drove to Guanlan Logistics Base and finally met Luo Jin.

Luo Jin had already returned to normal, but the appearance of Luohan made her cry again. This has been like this since she was a child. When she cried, even if she was thousands of miles apart, her brother would appear as soon as possible.

"Don't cry, who bullies you? Tell me, I'll help you stand up." Luo Han was so anxious that he never dared to beat Fu Ping'an again since he beaten Fu Ping'an last time, and he only spoke up.

"No one bullies me, I don't blame anyone, I just blame myself for not being excellent enough." Luo Jin still thrust. Only in front of her brother can she show her weak side. In front of other male comrades, she will always be as cold as an iron iceberg.

"I understand, it was that crazy man who bullied you." The Luohan opened his teeth and claws, "I'm now..."

"You still want to hit him?" Luo Jin stopped crying, "They are all like that, you still want to bully people!"

The Luohan spread his hands: "I don't hit him, I have the ability to kill him, but I don't have the ability to hit him. This guy is a lunatic. Even if he starts crazy, he can't hold back his eight soldiers. I really can't beat him."

Luo Jin laughed. She grew up so old that she saw her brother admitting her fear for the first time and admitted that she could not beat someone.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Luo Han, "I flew from Beijing from all over the world, you can't say nothing."

Luo Jin did not hide his worries in front of her brother, so she called out the photos on Weibo to show Luo Han.

"Gu Tsinghua, Harvard... This girl looks pretty. Do you want to arrange a sister-in-law for yourself or what?"

"She went on a date with Fu Ping'an," said Luo Jin.

"Wait." Luohan walked out and called and came back ten minutes later.

"I found out clearly. Gu Qinghua, 25 years old, is from Nanjing, and is a senior high school student in Huaimen. He graduated from the same high school as Fu Ping'an. Her father is the deputy mayor at the end of Huaimen. Well, the top scorer in the provincial college entrance examination in 2008. After graduating from Peking University, he has been studying at Harvard and has a clean foundation."

The Arhat stared at innocent eyes, hoping that his sister could recognize the reality, that she was a childhood sweetheart.

"I don't believe it..." Luo Jin's stubbornness came up instead.

...

It was late at night, and on the uninhabited island in the South China Sea, a group of young men and women sang and danced around the bonfire. Everyone had to perform a show. They had fun and were very happy, and they did not fall asleep until the early morning.

Gu Qinghua's body was weak, and she couldn't bear it. She put her head on Fu Ping'an's shoulder and fell asleep. Fu Ping'an carried her soft little body into the tent. They were sleeping in a group tent, six people were pushing each other, and the other four were still singing. Fu Ping'an put down Gu Qinghua and gently covered her with a towel. Gu Qinghua's long eyelashes were closed eyes. Only when she was asleep did Fu Ping'an dare to look at him intently.

Suddenly, Gu Qinghua opened his eyes and whispered: "Do you like Maugham?"

"Well, I like "The Moon and Sixpence."

"So have you seen "The Fallen of Edward Barnard"?"

"No."
Chapter completed!