I don’t know how long I have been smashing with shells, I don’t know how many shells I broke, and I don’t know how many times the wound on my shoulder was pulled. I don’t know how the skin on my hands was broken, and I don’t know when the red liquid flowed from my hands.
On the coconut, Mu Shuiling had only one thought in her mind: to break open this coconut, she had to break it open. If she couldn't break it open, she would have no choice but to wait for death.
There was a 'pop' sound, and another shell was sacrificed in her hand.
Mu Shuiling threw away the broken ones, ran to the beach again and picked up a few shells, then came back and continued to smash them hard.
Suddenly, she felt some liquid slowly soaking her pants. When she lowered her head, she found that liquid was constantly flowing out from the bottom of the coconut.
It’s open! It’s actually open!
Mu Shuiling was so excited that she hurriedly picked up the coconut that was still leaking juice and put it to her mouth. When the delicious juice flowed into her dry mouth, she was so excited that she almost cried at that moment.
At this moment she seemed to be in heaven.
She originally thought that she would be saved if she broke open the coconut, but she found it too late when the coconut was already broken open. A lot of coconut juice had already flowed into the warm sand. And all she could really drink was the coconut.
Less than one-third of the juice.
Holding a coconut with no juice flowing out, Mu Shuiling had the urge to cry at that moment. He finally broke the coconut open, but found out late that most of it flowed into the sand.
Mu Shuiling, Mu Shuiling, why are you so stupid! How can you be so stupid! You didn’t know it even though you broke it open, you obviously had an escape plan but you didn’t bring anything with you. This is the seaside, not the land! This is a strange place, not your home.
!
After all, she couldn't hold it back and leaned against the coconut tree, tears streaming down her cheeks.
She really missed home, really really missed her home. More than once, the scene of her parents eating hot pot and laughing together came to mind. If she really died here unfortunately, would there be no one there until her body was dried in the sun?
Found her?
Suddenly, the man named Lord Moss flashed in his mind. She disappeared from his beachside villa. Will he send someone to find her? Will he know that she is on a deserted beach at the moment? Will he come to rescue her?
Forget it, she must be crazy to have this idea. This idea is so unreal.
A slightly salty liquid flowed into her mouth. Mu Shuiling knew that these were her tears, helpless tears.
No! Isn't Mu Shuiling very strong? She shouldn't bow to fate, right? At least she's alive now, so she can't give up hope of survival!
She reached out to wipe away her tears and broke open the coconut with all her strength. In order to reduce the burden, she only brought a few small pieces with her. She stood up again and continued walking forward.
But the purpose this time is——a beach villa.
She had to use her remaining resources and strength to go back.
Yes, she regretted it, regretted it very much. She wanted to go back to that place and not run away, never run away again!
The sun is still so fierce. Under the scorching sun, a petite figure is moving slowly, but she is still far, far away from her destination...
In ten minutes, she destroyed a small piece of coconut meat in her hand.
Half an hour later, there were three pieces of coconut meat left in my hand.
After an hour, there was only one piece of coconut meat left in my hand.
After looking at the remaining coconut meat, and then looking up at the endless beach with not even a single coconut tree in sight, Mu Shuiling was really desperate.
(Oh, the male protagonist seems to have a little less role... It doesn't matter, there will be a role soon, oh ho ho ho...)