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After washing his face, Ling Yao took back his dry clothes, put on his shoes, and walked over while buttoning up his shirt: "I'll go into the forest and see if I can find some water sources. Don't run around, wait for me to come back."

"Alright!" This time, Hai Xiaomin didn't try to be brave again. Her legs were inconvenient, so not dragging him down was the greatest help to him.

After Ling Yao left, while the sun was still not too hot, Hai Xiao Min continued to play with the leaves on the white sand embankment, soaking them in the water as much as possible to keep them green for a long time.

Looking at the boundless sea surface, she licked her dry and dry lips. Her face was somewhat solemn. It had been a day and a night, but there was still no rescue …

When Ling Yao returned, he brought back some fruits. Other than that, there was nothing else. The two could not help but feel their hearts heavy.

As Hai Xiao Min gnawed on the wild fruit, he tried to replenish water and hunger. From afar, he saw Ling Yao squatting on a patch of sand. He dug away the sand and took out the bottle for collecting steam water.

After a night of collecting, there was only a small mouthful of it, only enough to moisten one's tongue. And they only had four of these tools in total!

She saw him raise his head and look deeply at her. He was so far away that she couldn't see the details of his expression, but she could feel the pressure.

The two shared the water they had collected, but it was too little to quench their thirst. It was better than nothing.

"The higher the temperature during the day, the greater the evaporation rate. I should be able to collect more of them." Ling Yao then buried the bottle back into the sand.

"Do you really think we won't be able to hold on to the rescue?" Hai Xiao Min smiled bitterly, it was not that she was pessimistic, but the situation at hand made it hard for people to think in a good direction.

Hearing the panic in her voice towards the future, Ling Yao stood up and asked: "Are you afraid?"

"Afraid of death?" Hai Xiao Min tilted her head and nodded without thinking, "Yes!"

Everyone was afraid of death, and she was no exception. When she was young, she was already afraid when she first came in contact with the true meaning of death. That time, it was the death of her beloved grandmother.

Only a little bit older, Hai Xiao Min had learned how to save the lives of others and desperately tried to escape from death. He had saved Tang Xuan that time, but almost lost his life.

Ling Yao spoke in a low voice: "If you're afraid, then live on!"

In adversity, the will to survive played an extremely important role. Normally, a person shouldn't die at that time, but if the will collapsed, then the other person would fall. Compared to the encouragement Hai Xiaomin gave him before, his words were much stronger.

Hai Xiao Min stared at him without blinking.

Ling Yao walked in front of her and gently wiped the dirt off her face with his thumb, smiling as he said, "What's more, you still have me."

She still had him … It was like the promise he had given her.

If she didn't have Ling Yao, it would be hard for her to imagine the situation she would be in on this island. Because she had him, she was no longer alone, and because she had him, what was there to be afraid of?

On the second day of their stay on the unknown island, the rescue did not occur.

At night, the starry sky of Shaoyun was still as beautiful as when they had first seen it from the lighthouse. The bright milky way was like a fantasy.

On the beach under the starry sky, the two of them slept in each other's arms. Their bodies and their body temperature were their only comfort in this empty world.

Hai Xiao Min's finger moved and was immediately gripped by another force between her fingers, as she was extremely nervous about her.

In the darkness, the man's handsome silhouette was just inches away from her. She widened her eyes, trying her best to see his appearance. Even if she couldn't, she still greedily stared for a long time.

Hai Xiaoming thought that if this beach became their burial ground, she would have no regrets in holding his hand like this …

On the third day, after Ling Yao had basically figured out the island's topography, he found a good place for fishing, and with a crude fishing tool in his right hand — a harpoon made from a tree branch — he took Hai Xiao Min with his left hand and headed for the bay.

The bay was on the other side of the island. There was no beach, only a stretch of cliffs more than ten meters high. Beneath the cliff was a pitch black pebble beach.

This kind of uneven terrain was quite stressful for Hai Xiao Min's injured ankle, so she didn't have the least bit of hesitation. As she approached the cobblestone beach, she lifted her foot and started moving up without any hesitation.

During the day, she wrapped the bandages around the soles of her feet to prevent her feet from getting scratched by the fragments of shell in the sand. The cobblestones looked round and smooth, but she didn't have to worry about that.

However, before he could step on it, his right hand was suddenly pulled back by a force.

Hai Xiao Min's entire body hit the man's chest, and his nose suddenly became sore. She raised her head and wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

Ling Yao lowered his head and looked at her, saying with a cold face: "You don't want your feet anymore, do you?"

"I don't think there's a big problem, right …" Hai Xiao Min sneaked a peek at that rock beach, her eyes showing a trace of unwillingness.

A cold snort came from Ling Yao's nose, "I remember when I first sent you back to the ship, your foot injury wasn't this severe …"

"Eh …" Hai Xiaomin looked at him attentively.

"Is it because I feel that this isn't a big problem and that this isn't a big problem, that's why I ended up making a big problem out of it?" Ling Yao's tone was chilly, and he coldly squinted his fierce eyes, as if he was looking down on her, as if he could see through her little thoughts of courting death.

Little Min Hai refused to talk about it again. "Well... I wouldn't have to wait here, would I? "

If she waited here, she might as well return to the beach. With a wider field of vision, it would be easier for her to notice the passing ships, seek help, and bring her here.

"Can you use your brain?" The man shook his head helplessly. "Take it!"

He threw the harpoon at her and half-squatted with his back towards her. "Come up!"

It was best to avoid any unnecessary waste of physical strength. For example, on the road ahead, she felt that as long as she was careful, she could actually pass, and Ling Yao's physical strength was clearly more important than hers!

She didn't believe he didn't understand this, but he was more worried about her foot injury!

"Ling Yao, it's better if you don't …" After some hesitation, Hai Xiaomin insisted on her initial choice.

Hearing this, Ling Yao stood up without saying a word. Hai Xiao Min thought that she had convinced him, and just as she was about to let out a sigh of relief, he suddenly turned around and bent down to pick her up!

"Just this matter will take you a long time!" His tone was rather disdainful.

"Hey!" Hai Xiao Min really wanted to cry, but Ling Yao was just like a tyrant. He didn't listen to her argue at all, he carried her to the bottom of the cobblestone beach, and she could only put her arms around his neck.

At the very least, her teamwork would help him relax a little.