The boat has started to row slowly and normally towards the destination.
I huddled quietly in the box. The goods on the ship were crisscrossed with ropes. Each box had a note written on it and some red paint. These were all sent to the other party.
It's a good product. Although extra care was taken in packaging it, my position was at the forefront of the ship and it didn't attract anyone's attention.
The ship is slowly sailing to an unknown place. Where will it go? I know that after getting there, I may be able to breathe fresh air. I secretly pray that I can get there as soon as possible. It is best that I can
Just get some sleep and you'll be fine.
There was silence outside, and the boat seemed to be sailing very smoothly. Suddenly I felt a shaking, heard the sound of raindrops outside, and there were some thunder and lightning from time to time.
Did we encounter a storm while driving? It can't be that unlucky. I almost drowned last time on the sea, and the boundless fear of the sea overwhelmed me again.
In a daze, I felt that the boat was about to sink. Is it really like being in the sea? Oh my God, I will never touch water again. I didn’t need a fortune teller to tell me, I knew that I was born to be water-resistant.
If you are short of water, you will sink every time you encounter water.
When I stretched out my arms, what did I hit? I took a closer look and saw that it was still the flashlight in the wooden box. The flashlight was also shaken by the impact. Yes, I want to use a flashlight. I reached out and took the flashlight with great effort and put it away.
It is turned on. There is a faint light to look around.
I wanted to stand up, but bumped into a table leg. Only after I woke up a little did I remember where I was.
Sweat was dripping from my face and head. My head was dizzy and my body was on fire. How long had it been since I lost myself? I said it was only 5 hours away? Have I already reached the shore?
I was sweating profusely, and my clothes were soaked with sweat, right? I thought, everything should be going very well, I must be having a nightmare, I must still be in my room, lying on the bed. I had just fallen asleep
Yes, why didn’t Mother Wu wake me up for dinner?
I felt it was very difficult to breathe, and I tried desperately to struggle up and call out, but I knew I had no strength at all. But I collapsed again, and my whole body fell heavily like a lead weight.
I stood up desperately, but the boat was rocking so hard in the water that I staggered and couldn't stand, and I was knocked down by myself. I stayed on the wall of the wooden box all day. I lay there in a daze,
Trying desperately to concentrate my thoughts.
"Where are you? When can I breathe? How much time do I have?" I was wandering between hellish nightmares and painful reality, 6 small yellow croakers, I must get them, but I can't, I am now
No need to breathe.
I searched silently in the dark and took out the kitchen knife... I had to cut the rope before I could get myself out of the box.
I pulled out the kitchen knife from my schoolbag, and then pulled it out again, but it was so laborious. I had to breathe air now. I felt around along the edge of the canvas, and finally found a rope tied from the outside. I put it
Why does it seem like it keeps cutting forever? A sense of fear arises in my heart. Did Mr. Wang lie to me? Did he want to murder me here? God, I can't do this.
die.
I grabbed the knife and slashed the rope on the box with all my strength. "All it takes is one slash." The sect brothers once said to me swornly, which meant that the rope was not tied firmly.
I almost didn't have the strength to grab the knife. I thought to myself, I must not fail. I started shaking all over again, so much that I fell to the ground. It seemed like it was really not going to work this time. I would die from lack of oxygen in the near future.
.
I gritted my teeth, one knife, another knife, and another knife. I was too weak to chop with the kitchen knife. I really felt like I was sawing a piece of steel, not an ordinary rope.
I finally opened the newly opened gap and it got a little bigger. Now I put my nose against the little gap, like a dying fish, desperately opening its mouth wide. That means the amount of light passing through from the outside is affecting me.
This is the courage to survive.
After about ten minutes, I tried my best, one step after another. Finally I was able to get out. It was really cold outside. I was sweating profusely inside. When I came out, I couldn't adapt to the temperature of the outside environment and the river breeze.
As soon as the wind blew, I was shaking all over, almost freezing to death. I was in the ship's warehouse, constantly being rocked by the ship, which made me feel more and more sick.
I have to climb out, and I will continue to persevere. I force myself to concentrate all my attention. What on earth am I doing here?? A very important thing... right... right... put myself
identity of.
My eyes were blurry, the cabin was dark, and all kinds of things were shaking this way and that. Sometimes I could see clearly, and sometimes it was blurry. I became increasingly unable to clearly see the situation in front of me.
I'm afraid I really can't do it anymore.
I staggered and groped to get out of the boat, and I called out in a hoarse voice: "That Jintang...that Jintang...hurry up and save me." This is my voice sounding like a mosquito, you
I feel small, and being sick cannot crush me.
I struggled to move forward, thank God! I could reach it in 10 meters. I stood there, thinking about what to do next. At that time, my mind seemed not to be in control at all.
"It would be nice if I could lie down, even for a few minutes. I just want to sleep for a while." I wanted to just sleep like this for a while.
I held on tightly and hesitated. I really wanted to lie down on the ground right away, hide safely in a place unknown to someone, sleep for a while, and then nothing would happen. Maybe it would be easy to do this.
Then there was always severe pain. Slowly, slowly, I supported Chuanyan and moved forward harder.
I took out the flashlight. I was a little powerless. I stood there in a daze. Move quickly, move quickly. My brain gave me orders.
If I don’t go out, I will be trapped in this warehouse and die! A voice burst out from deep in my heart, No! No! No!
I curled up on the floor of the cabin, my hair covering my miserable face. I supported my body on my elbows and slowly knelt up. I struggled to stand up, because I was too dizzy and had to hold on tightly.
Stay in the box next to it and don't let yourself fall down.
I was shaking, gasping for air, and big beads of sweat were dripping down my face. I was very weak, and I was breathing intermittently.
One is that the strong sunlight comes out.
When I walked with difficulty to the ship's warehouse, I suddenly felt nauseous and felt that my insides and lungs were exploding. I closed my eyes tightly and tried my best to restrain myself. In a hazy moment, I saw the bow of the ship.
There is a familiar figure, yes, that Jintang. He is looking at the scenery outside on the boat and drinking a cup of green tea leisurely.
This guy is really hateful. I was dying inside, but he was still so casual and romantic outside. This bad guy was still enjoying the sunshine.
What should I really do? I must look very embarrassed, with a kitchen knife in my left hand, and my clothes are soaked all over my body. My head is buzzing with fantasies, and I can't think anymore. I really don't have any strength.
No more.
With my last breath of strength, I suddenly felt a slight tremor on my feet, and then another tremor. I leaned back, "Help!" I shouted desperately, "Come and save me!"
However, my voice seems to have become mute, and everyone who screamed was just weak*, so did you hear me?
I shouted at the top of my lungs: "That Jintang!" I slashed the knife with my left hand until it hit the ground.
"Clang." The sound of the kitchen knife hitting the ground was louder than my shout. This sound attracted Na Jintang's attention.
Dimly, I saw that familiar figure turning towards me. I tried my best to smile at him, but my smile must have been as ugly as crying.
In the haze, a black figure rushed towards me. He rushed towards me in slow motion. I saw a panicked face. I felt like I wanted to hear a sound, as if I couldn't hear anything.
.The whole surrounding is as quiet as death. I must still be having nightmares when your voice gets closer and closer.
Finally, I couldn't seem to see anything. The sweat on my face made me unable to open my eyes. I used my sleeves to wipe away the tears on my face. I subconsciously touched my forehead, which seemed to be even hotter than before.
I can't bask in the sun. I'm thinking that this poisonous sun has made me faint.
My head hit the board of the boat and I fainted.
In a daze, I felt someone picking me up, and heard an anxious voice shouting: "Cat Jiujiu, wake up quickly, your body is very hot? Why are you here?"
I felt someone was wiping my sweat. His hands were so gentle. I felt like I was being carried into a room. I felt someone was taking off my clothes. Maybe it was because my clothes were completely soaked. I felt
Someone kept feeding me water, and I had been dehydrated for a long time.
A new feeling revived in my heart. Yes, I must have had a nightmare just now. A strong light came over and I woke up. I slowly opened my eyes and saw that at first glance.
Jintang’s anxious eyes.
"Don't say anything. You are sick. Be good, lie down and drink some water. There are no medicines here. I can only cool you down physically. You are very hot."
I was really speechless: "Then Jintang, I..."
He watched quietly and told me not to speak: "Good boy, get some sleep right now. I'm right here and I won't go anywhere. This time I was too reckless. I once promised you that I would ignore you if you stay three steps away.
You silly girl, why do you always do such silly things?"
I didn't dare to tell him about my cooperation agreement with the old man. This man couldn't offend him. He was very stubborn when he lost his temper sometimes.
"I want to come here to have fun. Don't you know that I will get bored at home? You promised me that you would not come to me if you have any good things to do. How can you live up to your promise?" I lowered my head and murmured.
"Silly girl, do you know that the method you used just now was very dangerous? It's all my fault. Don't do these things again in the future. No matter how big the difficulty is, we can face it together on her WeChat account, okay?"
I said vaguely: "I want to drink water first."
At this moment, I really don't want anyone to disturb me anymore, including that Jintang. At this moment, I just want to sleep.
I felt that I was too sick and could not continue. I weakly said to him: "Don't be afraid, you need to sleep for a few minutes, everything will be fine."
I felt like I had escaped from the severe cold, and I unexpectedly found myself lying on the bed.
Sometimes I was mumbling in my sleep and sometimes I was awake. My whole body was shaking with pain and I couldn't control myself.
"For the sake of Bodhisattva!" he shouted loudly: "Open your eyes, who do you think I am?"
I opened my eyes with superhuman perseverance, and Na Jintang was sitting by the bed looking at me. His face was pale and his voice sounded angry. Of course, this was all part of my nightmare.