Han Zitong immediately frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"Catch some fish and roast it for him."

“…”

"Looking at his appearance, he must have been drifting on the sea for a long time, and he must have been very hungry."

“Isn’t there anyone already baked?”

"I, go catch a little more."

"Hey, Yue Qingying..."

"I'm going to catch fish."

"Yue Qingying?"

As I said that, I ignored her behind me and walked into the sea without even holding the corners of my skirt.

The cold sea water surged up and immediately brought an unspeakable sense of suffocation. I could hardly breathe anymore. I just stared at the surging sea surface. There were some foams stirring on the transparent sea water, swaying. I couldn't see clearly whether it was a fish or something. I raised the wooden stick in my hand and inserted it.

With a thud, the water splashed and poured on my face.

"Yue Qingying."

Han Zitong had already walked to the shore and frowned and called me.

But I seemed to have not heard it, and I raised the wooden stick high and stabbed it hard into the water.

The wooden stick penetrated into the soft sand of the sea, like a punch into cotton, making my heart full of confusion and weakness even deeper. I even felt that even my heartbeat became a burden, my ears were filled with the sound of waves, but it seemed that there was always a scream of people, calling for help—

Even the crying before death.

"ah--!"

The sound forced me to have nowhere to escape. I let out a shrill cry, raised the wooden stick and inserted it hard towards the water.

At the same time, Han Zitong's horrified voice also came: "Yue Qingying!"

I only felt a severe pain coming from my calf, and immediately, blood came out, dyeing the surrounding sea water red.

There was a sound of water splashing everywhere behind me. Before I turned around, Han Zitong had already grabbed my arm and pulled me back hard. I staggered back. The cold sea water cut the wound on my calf like a knife, making me tremble.

When I walked to the beach, I saw that my calf had been sharpened by a sharpened wooden thorn. Fortunately, the wooden thorn was not too sharp and the wound was not deep, but the blood flowed out was still shocking. It dripped down quickly, dyeing a small piece of the white beach red.

"Are you crazy?!"

Han Zitong yelled at me.

I sat there, a little at a loss, looking at the dazzling blood red with panting. After a while, I raised my head and looked at her. When I raised my eyes, tears kept rolling down from my eyes as if they had broken the dam.

"what to do?"

“…”

"He's like this. My Li'er, isn't Li'er already-"

I have lost my power to be self-controlled and I am so broken that I can only cry. Han Zitong seemed to be stunned by my appearance. She looked at me stupidly for a while and said subconsciously: "No."

“…”

"Li'er won't--"

Before she could finish her words, I fell into her arms depressedly, trembling like a helpless leaf in the wind and rain.

what to do?

what to do?

Will my Li'er be dead?

My daughter, my only daughter...

My whole world seemed to have collapsed and shattered into ruins. My Li'er, my daughter, if even you have left, then there is nothing in this world that can be worthy of my concern.

Listening to me as helpless as a child, Han Zitong's body stiffened slightly, but finally softened. She stretched out a little cold hand and gently stroked my back. Listening to my sad crying, she choked and said, "Don't think about it all."

“…”

"Even we can live here, Li Er-she must be fine!"

“…”

"Don't think of the worst on her just by thinking about it."

“…”

"Our Li'er, she is lucky and has a good fortune in the world, and there will be no trouble!"

“…”

"Really! Li'er, shouldn't she be a princess?"

“…”

"She is a princess, golden branches and jade leaves. Her identity is more noble than you, me, and anyone else. How could she die like this?"

“…”

"Don't scare yourself, and don't scare me!"

...

In her somewhat clumsy and overwhelmed comfort, it may not be because of her comfort, but because I slowly calmed down my emotions and finally got a little rationality back.

right.

The death of Liu Qinghan does not mean that Li Er will definitely suffer misfortune.

Even - whether Li'er is really on his boat is still an unknown guess until now.

Everything has to be heard before he wakes up.

Thinking of this, I finally had the strength to face reality. I slowly supported myself from Han Zitong's arms and looked at her. Her face seemed a little embarrassed. It was probably because of her clumsy but gentle comfort just now, but after a while, she still said softly: "Don't worry too much. Let's talk about everything after it is clear. Now Li'er's situation is still uncertain, so you scare yourself first. If she--" When she said this, she hesitated for a moment, and changed her words: "You are her mother, and you are her greatest support. Don't fall down before the dust of her affairs is settled."

I choked for a moment, finally swallowed my tears and nodded: "Yes."

Seeing me like this, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, as if comforting me, he said, "Now, wait until he wakes up first. I don't know if he has suffered any injuries, it doesn't look like--"

She said, turning her head to look at the person lying quietly on the grass, but her words suddenly froze to her mouth.

I was soaked in the sea water because of the injury on my calf. I kept thrusting and hurting, and I was still a little overwhelmed, but I also felt her strangeness. I looked at her and looked at the direction where her eyes were: "Why—?"

This time, I didn't finish my words.

Because I saw that the person lying on the grass had slowly opened his eyes.

Han Zitong and I subconsciously looked at each other. Neither of us spoke, but immediately supported ourselves, stumbled, almost rolling and crawling towards him.

When we ran to the grass, because the area was already wet with the sea water flowing down from his body, we slipped under our feet and fell to the ground in a mess. I even hit his arm all of a sudden.

He opened his eyes. His originally empty eyes reflected the blue sky above his head, almost unsightly, but because of this, he immediately opened his eyes wide and looked at me in astonishment.

The two of them looked at each other so close for a moment.

It seemed as if he had put a dagger on my neck before, the same as the moment I looked at each other.

After a while, his chapped lips opened and closed slightly: "You..."

"Liu Qinghan!"

"It's you..."

"It's me!" I nodded anxiously and looked at him with a burning look: "Liu Qinghan, you--"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a faint expression on his face, which seemed to be a smile.

I was stunned by his expression, and there was no sound for a moment.

Then, he saw him slowly closing his eyes again. The faint curve of the corner of his mouth was clearly visible, but it seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind. He sighed and said softly, "What a strange dream."

I was frozen there for a moment.

He said—Dream?

He thought, this was a dream? I saw me in the dream?

I was stunned and looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say.

Even Han Zitong, who was sitting aside in a mess, was stunned by the ethereal and almost transparent smile on his face, and looked at us stupidly for a while.

However, I reacted immediately, reached out and grabbed his arm, and shook it gently.

Immediately, his handsome eyebrows frowned.

I shook his arm again and felt the thick, somewhat cold arm in my hand stiffen slightly. The next moment, he had opened his eyes, as if he had suddenly woken up from the chaotic dream. The eyes were already completely clear and looked at me.

"you--"

"Liu Qinghan, it's me."

I looked at him with a serious face, and even my breathing became tight: "It's not Meng, Zitong, and I, and you, we are all here on this island."
To be continued...