I looked blankly at Miantang's face in front of me, and then his face disappeared again. He was kneeling on the ground again and working, helping me to remove the thick rope from my body. What was I doing to Miantang?
Don't know at all.
The crosswind first rose, and then pushed me to the other side of the boat with increasing force. I only heard a loud "click-click" sound, like a thunder and lightning strike, and the heavy mast suddenly shook.
It broke, and instantly fell into the sea with the momentum and weight of the sail. The hull suddenly turned upside down and rose to the other end with the waves. Then the tangled thick ropes and the tension of the sail ropes slowly turned over until the bottom of the ship turned upside down.
The boat and we finally capsized together in the rough sea like an ice cellar.
Finally, we were all exposed to the cold and rough sea. I had never experienced this feeling before. The cold water hit me. The cold sea water surrounded me and pulled me. My whole body must have been frozen.
My teeth chattered involuntarily, and the sound made me dizzy. I couldn't think or understand what was happening. I just felt paralyzed and couldn't move. However, I was still moving, but it was a nauseating swing.
, sudden rises and extreme sinkings, then sinking, and sinking again.
I'm about to die, oh God, don't let me die, I have to live!
"Cat Jiujiu!"
"That Miantang!"
My voice was louder than the sound of my teeth chattering. I was almost unconscious. It was a familiar voice to me. It was Miantang's voice. It was Miantang's arms that hugged me. But where was he?
?He kept hitting me in the face, stinging my eyes. His eyes were covered with a layer of fog, making me unable to see anything.
I just wanted to answer, and my mouth was immediately filled with sea water. I stretched my neck with all my strength, raised my head high, and spit out the water in my mouth. I couldn't shiver anymore, no, no, it's too cold.
.
"That Miantang!" I called him hard again. Thank God, he was very close, right behind me. Some of my feelings had begun to recover, so I shouted again, as if shouting could only suppress the panic in my heart.
"Cat, you must listen very, very carefully. We still have a chance. We must hold on to the rudder of the boat. The boat is here. I am grabbing the handle. We must sneak under the bed and use the hull of the boat.
As cover, that means we have to dive underwater and hide in the capsized boat, do you understand?"
I yelled with all my strength: "No, no, no, I will die in the water, I will definitely drown!"
The sea water is already pulling me down now. If I sink, I will never get up.
I suddenly became panicked and couldn't even breathe. I held on to the cotton tightly and wanted to scream, scream, scream.
I yelled to myself: "Mao Jiujiu, shut up. You are called an immortal cat. You are called an immortal cat. You must get through this level like a wolf. If you continue to talk nonsense like a bastard, you
I really don’t want to live anymore. But what should I—should—should I—do? Why are my damn teeth always trembling?”
Na Miantang roared loudly and powerfully in the storm: "I will start counting now. When you count to three, you will take a deep breath and close your eyes. Then I will grab you and swim with me. You will be safe and sound. Are you ready?"
?”
I was about to say that I wasn't ready yet, but before I could answer, he started shouting: "One...two...three!"
I gasped and took a few deep breaths, and then I was dragged down, down, and down again.
In an instant, the seawater filled my nose, ears, eyes and consciousness with no breath. A kind of suffocation of death hit me. The world under the sea was like a bottom pit. The world was so silent that there was no trace of noise. The ghosts and ghosts coming one after another seemed like
The smile was beautiful. My heart was about to burst. The clothes I was wearing were like iron hoops and I couldn't breathe. But I felt a wave of dizziness coming over me. It's over, it's over, I can't breathe.
The tights were getting tighter and tighter like an iron ring. I thought I would die in the future and felt suffocated.
Then, the voices around me became fainter and fainter, and there was a fog all around. The fog became thicker and thicker, and I finally couldn't see anything.
But everything passed after a few seconds. When I surfaced, Na Miantang gave me artificial respiration. While gently squeezing my chest, he took a deep breath and released the breath from his mouth.
into my mouth.
For a moment, when I woke up from the drowsiness and weakness, I suddenly coughed violently and woke up from the drowsiness. I couldn't wait to take big breaths. I was exhausted, weak, and in a daze.
, like a fish on the verge of extinction.
When I looked carefully, I saw that Mian Tang was patting my face, and his black eyes were looking at my face anxiously. I was so confused that I didn't know where I was, so I asked madly: "No, haven't you seen me?"
Are you a beauty? Do you want to be hacked?"
"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay. I'm always holding on to your arm, Maomao, to prevent you from holding me tightly and drowning both of us." After saying this, he moved his hand to my waist.
, my arms were free, it felt so good, it would be nice if my arms were not so cold, I started to rub them.
Na Miantang said: "That's right, my brave girl, that will help you maintain blood circulation."
"I think - I must have fainted just now." I said. I felt that my voice seemed to come from far away, and I was surprised.
"Don't rub your hands for now, grab this rope first, and I have to leave you for a few minutes. Don't be alarmed. I will be back soon. I have to go up and cut off the entangled ropes and sides of the ship before they drag the ship."
Go down. I'm also going to cut off the ropes on your shoes. If you feel someone is grabbing your feet, don't panic, because it can only be me, and I'm going to cut off those bulky clothes on your body.
You and your pants have to be pulled off too, hold on tight and I'll be back soon."
But once he left, it seemed as if he would never come back. I used this time to look around carefully. It was completely empty. The world was so quiet that I was the only one left. It was as if all the ghosts in hell were screaming in my ears.
The cold was unbearable, I kept shivering, and the capsized boat really provided a roof to protect me from the wind and rain.
It's better to get on the other side's ship and have a hearty fight than to be trapped here and be eaten by ghosts. My last hope is gone. Can I survive this catastrophe? I don't know.
The water seemed to be calmer. I couldn't see the water because it was pitch black inside the boat, but I knew the water was calmer. Although the boat was still rising and falling with the same dizzying rhythm, rising and falling, sometimes high and low.
It floated, and was sometimes caught in the turbulent eddies, but the bottom of the boat was as level as a mirror, and no waves hit me in the face.
I felt that it was only my left foot that could be touched. It was very comfortable. I was not really paralyzed. I took a deep breath for the first time after the storm hit. It felt really strange on my feet. I didn't know that boots would
It's so heavy, and it shrinks so tightly when it's in the water. It's all caused by his mother's purchase of it.
Ah, the hand on my waist felt very strange. I could also feel the cutting action of the knife. Suddenly, a huge weight was pulled off my feet. My shoulders became weightless and quickly jumped out of the water. I couldn't help but let out a cry.
Screaming, this sound echoed in the empty shell of the small wooden boat. The sound was so loud that I almost let go of the rope.
Then the Mian Tang suddenly rushed out of the water and got very close to me.
"What do you think?" he asked me, but his voice sounded like he was shouting.
"Shh!" Don't be so loud, I'm very tired and drunk."
"What do you think? Maomao." He asked softly. He hugged me tightly, making it difficult for me to breathe.
"I almost froze to death, I'm very cold. Then Miantang, will we die?" I asked, I couldn't help but tremble all over, but I tried my best to control myself, "I can't survive either.
"
Na Miantang stared at me with a smile, and grinned: "Don't be stupid, silly girl, the water is cold, but not that cold. Maomao, the man in front of you - I am the all-powerful man in Shanghai.
Legend, I have been gambling all my life and I have never lost. I will not lose this time. I bet you are afraid of losing. If you win this time, you can wipe out all the shame."
"Then Miantang, if you come up with stories that I haven't told again, I will—I will drown you!"
That Miantang's laughter echoed around, driving away some of the chill, but I was still angry: "I really don't understand, you can actually laugh at a time like this, trapped in a violent storm.
It's definitely not something to laugh about in the cold water."
"When the situation is at its worst, Mao Jiujiu, the only thing you can do is to find something to laugh about. It can keep your mind clear...and prevent your teeth from chattering with fear."
I was so angry that I couldn't speak. The worst thing he said was absolutely right. When I stopped thinking about my death, my teeth stopped chattering. So I held my head high and forced myself to be calm:
"We will find a way."
"Now I'm going to cut off your clothes, Mao Jiujiu. You can't breathe freely even if you wear those things. Now don't move, don't let me cut your skin."
His movements were very light, which made me feel a little panicked.
"Maomao, take a deep breath," Na Miantang said as he took off his tights and lace clothes.
"Adjust your breathing, use your breath to fill your vagina with air. I'm going to cut off the rope and make a loop to show us. After I tie it up, you can let go of the rope and massage your hands and arms. Continue to breathe heavily. This is
Your blood is warm." His tone was urgent but extremely gentle.
I tried to do what Mian Chang said, but my arms were too heavy to lift. However, it would be much easier to let my body lie in the harness-like rope loop below, rising and falling with the waves. I felt very sleepy.
...Then why does Miantang keep talking in my ears like this? Why does he nag me like this and insist on letting me massage his arms? My strength is disappearing little by little, and that belief
The string of my heart suddenly broke, all my strength was about to be used up, and all my emotions were exhausted.
Now, I no longer feel my own existence, nor do I feel fear or panic. I only feel exhausted and my heart is beating dull and mechanically like a light meter.
"Mao Jiujiu!" Mian Tang's voice was very loud.
"Mao Jiujiu, you can't sleep. You have to keep moving. Kick your feet. If you want to kick me, just kick me. I just want you to move your feet. Then Miantang began to rub my arms and legs hard.
His upper arms are very strong.
"Let me go! Stop rubbing, it hurts." My voice was very weak, like a kitten meowing. I closed my eyes and the surroundings became darker. I no longer felt very cold, I just felt
Very sleepy and tired.
Na Miantang suddenly slapped me hard in the face. My head jerked back and hit the hull with a bang. The sound echoed in the closed space. I suddenly woke up completely and was shocked again.
Angry again.
"How dare you hit me? Na Mian Tang, you stinky person, you are the worst I have ever seen! When I go back, I will definitely settle this score with you, Na Mian Tang! Will I let you go?"
Na Miantang suddenly let out a burst of mocking laughter: "You are so good now, I can see it from your tightly frowning eyebrows. Mao Jiujiu, you are also a gambler by nature. You are born with
Of course you can't let me go if I'm in a company like this. Oh, I've touched your body and kissed your mouth. We are destined to be a match made in heaven."
I relaxed for a while and tried to summon some anger to support myself and cheer up, but I was too tired. I was so tired that I couldn't hate or worry about anything. The fatigue weighed on me like a piece of lead.
The spirit of putting everything into a desperate gamble is about to lose everything now.
"Okay, Maomao, as long as you don't sleep, I will give you ten pieces of gold." Miantang's eyes emitted a devilish light, as if there was something that made him feel overjoyed.
"When will you give it? You've sent me enough IOUs but never cashed them."
Although I desperately tried to push his hand away, he continued to poke my arm vigorously. "You continue to talk, and I will continue to massage you. Extend your hand to me and let me rub it for you."
"I don't want to. I rub my hands myself. I don't need your help. You are going to rub my flesh off."
"It's better to be rubbed by me than to be eaten by a shark," Na Miantang said in a rough voice: "Listen to me, Maomao, if you succumb to the cold, you will die. I know you want to sleep.
But once you fall asleep, you will never wake up. God testifies, even if I have to beat you black and blue, I will never let you die. You must stay awake, breathe hard, keep talking, and talk about everything.
Okay. Use your mother-in-law's scolding voice, just let me know that you are still alive."