What's wonderful is that Jiang Yuyan doesn't regret it at all.
If this happens countless times, he will still choose this decision.
"Jiang Yuyan."
Ranbai calls his name. His voice is almost broken in the typhoon, as if it didn't leave any trace.
"If you believe me, swim southeast."
Jiang Yuyan really heard what ranbai was saying in the endless wind.
The deep sea was dark. He didn't ask anything, but immediately turned the direction according to the board, smiled and said good. In this vast and ruthless storm disaster, he took the girl to the southeast with difficulty.
Jiang Yuyan didn't ask.
Dyed white did not explain.
Her fingertips were against her wrists, and the faint red mark was cool and evil.
Slightly pursed the corners of the lips, the long eyelashes covered the eye color at the bottom of the eyes, and the fleeting blood color captured people's soul and deep.
Ranbai takes a look at Jiang Yuyan, whose deep and dark eyes reflect the shadow of the youth.
Finally, he quietly passed a command in his consciousness: "dark blood, protect its integrity."
In her memory,
She used dark blood to kill all the people in the world, but she never used dark blood to save people.
Jiang Yuyan is the exception.
And the only one.
The retro and evil blood color marks were burning faintly, and the color became more pure and rich.
A trace of blood mist filled the deep sea silently.
Two people quietly in the deep sea to become a world.
The wind and rain beat the body again and again, as if in the double sky of ice and fire, becoming more and more intense, and the consciousness also fell into a blur.
Dyed white half opened his eyes, vaguely looked at the dark sky at the end of the distance, and thought at the bottom of his heart.
I'm afraid that the body of this congenital serious heart disease will end itself before it can hold up?
The young man's whole body was stiff, but he still tried his best to maintain the flexibility of his body. He opened his mouth lazily and talked and laughed about the wind: "Miss, is this a world of two?"
Dyed white spit out a vague response from her lips and teeth: "then your taste is very unique..."
"In fact, my eyes are also very unique." Jiang Yuyan half hooked his lips, but his voice was hoarse: "you know? I found a baby."
"Yes."
"Do you know what that baby is?"
"I don't know."
"When we go back alive this time, will we have a chance to tell you later?"
"OK."
"Don't go back."
"Yes."
"Can you stop being so perfunctory?"
"No."
"You have."
"... you are childish."
Jiang Yuyan almost kept talking without any pause. Only the words broken in the cold wind proved each other's existence, rather than being alone in heaven and earth.
He dared not pause.
He was really afraid that dyed white would sleep like this when he didn't know.
Can only rely on one sentence after another dialogue to absorb the temperature of dyed white existence.
Ranbai also knows Jiang YuYan's intention. At first, she responded more frequently, but in the later stage, Jiang Yuyan almost always said that she occasionally reluctantly answered and strongly supported her consciousness to point out the direction.
Unspeakable panic haunted his heart. In the vast world, Jiang Yuyan forced himself to keep talking to ranbai.
"What do you say is the first thing you do when you go out?"
"Be realistic, it should be in the hospital."
"Why do you have congenital heart disease?"
"What a pity."
"But it doesn't matter... I'll cover you later."
"Ju Bai, do you hear me?"
Ran Bai's head was dizzy. His heart beat slightly and slowly. He couldn't hear what Jiang Yuyan was saying. He just made a hazy and vague nasal sound, um.
The typhoon raged fiercely and set off many waves. Every time Jiang Yuyan protected dye Bai from being washed away.
He choked a lot of sea water, and his fingertips were horribly cold. He was miserable, but there was another one whose vital signs were weaker than his.
In this boundless world and boundless deep sea, it seems that there are only two of them left.
Jiang Yuyan was really flustered. After living for more than ten years, he rarely had such a strong emotional impact. Under the broken black hair of the young man, his long and narrow eyes were like ink halo dye, deep like a vortex at the end of the universe. He bit his teeth and spit out word by word from his lips and teeth, as if from a bloody wound deep in his chest, such as blade weeping blood.
"Ju Bai, you live for me!"
In such stormy weather, he was deep in the sea, and the cold and ruthless waves came again and again. Jiang Yuyan whispered in the girl's ears again and again, tossing and turning, hoarse.
Finally,
I don't know how long it has been, I saw an island in the direction of dyeing white!
Jiang Yuyan was slightly stunned. For the first time, he smiled at ranbai and said that his eyes were shining in the dark. They were beautiful and incredible, like a fire rising suddenly in the dark night: "Ju Bai, do you see it? We found it."
Ranbai barely opened her eyes and vaguely saw the outline of the island. Not far away, her pale lips pulled a light radian, and her voice was light and fragmented, "HMM... I see."
Ranbai never plans to wait near the cruise ship for rescue. When someone comes, whether they can live at sea is unknown.
Instead of that,
She prefers to gamble.
Before she came to the cruise ship, she had seen the map here and had a shallow understanding of the surrounding situation.
Now that the direction is clear, she is relieved.
There's no need to worry that Jiang Yuyan can't find a direction after he faints, let alone... Jiang Yuyan will want to hurt her and secretly trust her.
The tight string that had been strongly supported finally broke under such circumstances.
The girl gently closed her eyes. Her long eyelashes fell like butterfly wings and fell into the boundless darkness.
"I can't see. Your head is more useful than a compass." Jiang Yuyan teased. He didn't get a response from dyed white. He paused and pushed the girl forward, muttering: "I should take you when I go out in the future."
This time,
There was no response.
"Will you insist again?" the young man put the board in one hand, put his white and cold fingertips on it, gently pressed his delicate and cold jaw against the edge of the template, looked at the fainting girl, lowered his voice, and his eyes were vaguely broken, "look, here it is."
In two minutes,
Jiang Yuyan finally approached the edge of the island. It turned out to be a desert island. He took a deep breath, tried his last bit of strength, pushed the board forward like his life, and slid onto the bank. It was safe.
But most of the young man's body still sank in the cold sea, as if he could not break free from layers of shackles. His slender and clear fingers pressed the shore of the desert island, tightened inch by inch, and tried to go up.