For a moment, he almost had no time to think about anything, so he jumped down.
There is only one thought in my heart -
to save him, we must save him.
Jing Luochen doesn't understand why he gets an inexplicable warmth from an Yanmo, and why he suddenly cares about the life and death of a stranger.
Perhaps, it is this warm feeling, let him be attached to it.
On the sea, there is still a restless wave.
As if they had experienced a great disaster, they fell asleep on the shore and curled up shivering because of the chill brought by the sea breeze.
From sunrise to sunset.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and the two talents are finally awakened by the cold wind.
Jing Luochen wakes up first, a face as beautiful as the prince in the cartoon, appears stunned.
Then, he just reacted, sat up and looked at the middle-aged man beside him in a hurry.
An Yanmo is still asleep, but his body is curled up in a ball, and the whole person looks uncomfortable.
Jing Luochen reached out and probed his head.
It's hot
But the body, but also strange cold.
Is he having a fever?
Jingluochen was a little anxious, even the beautiful face which had always been calm without any expression also had a ripple. He stood up and shook his clothes and put them on an Yanmo's body.
Then he looked in their pockets for their cell phones.
However, all their mobile phones fell into the sea and everything in their pockets was gone.
This island Will there be anyone?
It's going to be dark soon.
The palms of Jing Luochen trembled slightly.
Although he was too young to remember anything when he had an accident, he still felt afraid of the sea, especially in the dark.
And this kind of uninhabited island made him fear.
What to do?
At this time, the man lying on the ground slowly woke up.
His arms trembled, and he felt that he had no strength, and his hands were almost numb with cold.
Where is this?
It's so cold So, is it hell?
But will there be wind in hell? Will there be the smell of the sea and the sound of the waves?
Wait!
An Yan Mo's heart slightly sinks, and then slowly opens his eyes tentatively.
The blurred vision slowly focused, he realized that he was actually on the shore!
Not dead?
He wasn't drowned?
An Yanmo took a breath and touched his limbs.
When he found that he was still so weak, but he felt very familiar, he finally knew that he was not dead.
Although it is spring, but the beach, and no sun, plus two people's clothes are still wet, such a case, naturally cold.
He raised his head and fixed his eyes not far away.
"Jingluochen?" An Yanmo's voice was hoarse and his face was shocked.
How could it be the child
The setting sun with warm orange, sprinkled on the body of jingluochen.
His hair was wet, and his hair was in disorder on his face. He only wore a shirt, which was very thin. But the warm color on his body, suddenly appears he more and more handsome, beautiful facial features to the extreme.
It is also this moment, this side face, suddenly let an Yan Mo heart spread a strange.
I think It's kind of like.
Like an Yanmo's favorite woman in his life, his former wife, his shuning
To Shang an Yan Mo's eyes, Jing Luochen is quiet and silent. He doesn't speak and doesn't want to ask.