Where the hell are they?
There is no voice to give Gu chengge the answer to this question, but looking at the wide sea, feeling the slightly shaking hull under the body, everything is self-evident.
Jiang Boyan pushed the door open and walked into the corridor. Standing at the door was a waiter in red.
"The host said that he hoped you would be able to attend our dinner on time today."
Another simple black-and-white invitation was sent to Jiang Boyan. Different from the one he had received before, it had not only the mountain sign of Olympus, but also the sign of three hellhounds.
Jiang Boyan's eyes fell on the ferocious three headed hound. His eyes narrowed slightly and said with a smile, "thank you very much."
The waiter in red finished his mission, bowed deeply, and politely retreated to the end of the corridor. He seemed to turn a blind eye to the shocking bloodstain on his collar, neither asking for reasons nor offering any help.
Jiang Boyan was not surprised by this. The waiters put on the cruise ship by those people were strictly taught by Tiao. They were not so much living people as walking corpses who had been indoctrinated with instructions.
That's why this evil cruise ship has been haunted on the high seas for so many years.
Jiang Boyan returns to the room, only to find Gu chengge struggling to get out of bed.
He immediately several arrow steps rushed past, stretched out a hand to embrace her waist: "you want what, I help you take."
Gu chengge shook his head and pointed out the window.
Jiang Boyan didn't ask much this time, so he just took the opportunity to hold her in his arms, and then walked to the window sill.
This warm Mei's posture makes Gu chengge's cheek blush, but she can't help but wonder where they are now, so her refusal stops at her lips.
"Just leave me on the windowsill."
Jiang Boyan held her and finally walked to the windowsill. She quickly opened her mouth, but the other side's arm was tighter.
"It's cool up there. I'll hold you. Look."
He picked her up with the quilt. Even if he put it down, how could it be cold.
Gu chengge thinks so in his heart, but he doesn't know why and doesn't want to expose it.
She pursed her lips, looked at the seemingly peaceful sea under the sun, and murmured, "where are we going?"
"Cry island."
I thought I would not get a definite answer, but I didn't expect that Jiang Boyan would answer her question.
"Cry island? Where is that? "
Gu chengge can't help frowning. She has never heard of this place.
The corner of Jiang Boyan's mouth rips out a sneer.
"A desert island in the Pacific Ocean. Those people named it paradise island."
"Paradise Island? Crying island? These two names are far from each other. "
Gu chengge's eyebrows are locked closer. There are many desert islands in the vast sea. It's normal for her to be uninformed and unheard of.
But are these two names the same island?
The meaning is quite different.
As if guessing what she thought, Jiang Boyan sighed: "yes, it's all about this island, because for some people it's heaven, while for others it's hell."
Gu chengge's heart was awe inspiring. He realized something in a moment and grasped Jiang Boyan's arm.
"So In fact, it's not you who helped me out, but you were caught by them to save me? "
Jiang Boyan lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms. At this moment, her glass like eyes were a little wet, full of worry.
I can't help but lower my head. A soft kiss fell on her forehead.
"Some little fool is not ready to play fool at last?"
Gu chengge this just reaction comes over, the worry that the light in her eyes reveals is really too red Luo, already completely unable to conceal.
Yes, right now, she has completely abandoned her armor, there is no way to pretend to be strong in front of him.
Biting his lip, Gu chengge broke the jar and asked, "what about you? Why do you always treat me as a fool? Play around, if not If it's not Yimin's painting, I I... "
Gu chengge can't go on.
She is not without doubt, but every time she doubts, she is disappointed in the end.
What's more, if it was him, why did he disappear for so many years?
"Yimin's painting?"
Jiang Boyan frowned and seemed surprised.
Gu chengge by this moment in the chest of this courage, simply put things out.
"Yi Min is so clever that he won't send me such a picture for no reason. Why do you do it, why do you pretend to be..."
Your brother?Gu chengge said at the end, the voice is getting lower and lower.
She had some problems with the answers she was about to hear.
She was vaguely afraid. The reason why Jiang Boyan didn't want to admit it was that he wanted to get rid of himself.
If so
Gu chengge was thinking of it in despair, when a sigh came to his ear.
"Because he's gone..."
He? Who?
Gu chengge suddenly raised his head and saw a flash of deep pain on Jiang Boyan's face.
What he said should be the real Jiang Bohuai. She is gone. Is that what she thought?
Gu chengge couldn't help but cover his mouth and was surprised.
Suddenly she thought of what Jodie had said.
"Is it because of heart disease?"
Jiang Boyan pulled the corners of his mouth, but he shook his head decisively and uttered two words coldly: "traffic accident."
Traffic accident?!
That car accident three years ago?!
Looking at the shock in Gu chengge's eyes, Jiang Boyan puts her back on the soft big bed, but does not leave. Instead, he sits beside Gu chengge, with curly hair rubbing against Gu chengge's neck socket. His voice is more fragile than ever.
"Seven seven, let me lean on it, OK?"
His voice is very light, ask so carefully, as if for fear that she will refuse.
Gu chengge did not answer, but opened his arms and responded to this sentence with a warm embrace.
Jiang Boyan closed his eyes wearily and leaned over Gu chengge's shoulder. His thin breath flowed between his neck and socket. It was a little itchy, but Gu chengge felt that the softest part of his heart hurt him severely.
"I'm sorry, I was There is no choice. "
Gu chengge's fingers can't help slowly tightening, suddenly sad some want to cry.
"Only when I become him, Yihan and Yimin, can I leave that dirty place."
That is the place where Cheng or "home" has seriously insulted the word "home".
For a moment, it seemed that something hit Gu chengge, which made her brain clear.
Yes, how did she forget that even her brother could not be the first guardian of the child. If Jiang Bohuai died, his parents would take over the responsibility of taking care of his children.