Chapter 454

Song Jiuyue is cooking in an apron that he doesn't know where to turn out. Honglian is stunned. She looks down at her wound. Miraculously, she feels that it doesn't hurt so much. She leans on the sofa and appreciates it.

The owner of this island should be very rich. Otherwise, it's so far away from Los Angeles that it's not easy to supply power. Fortunately, the island is sunny. When he first came in, he found the power supply outside. It's a new equipment that appeared in Europe last month. It's not popular in China. After all, the price is too expensive. But there's more than one power supply on this island, and there's no one behind it It's amazing.

Song Jiuyue picked up a few dishes for the two men, put them on the table, quickly dried their hands, and came to help Honglian.

Honglian wants to say that she is not so vulnerable. After all, she is used to being hurt a lot. But seeing song Jiuyue like this, she is willing to accept it.

Song September scooped a bowl of fish soup for him. He was afraid that there would be something wrong with this man's wound, so he had to do something light first.

This is the first time for Honglian to eat the food cooked by song September. How can we say that she is lucky? Anyway, it's just the feeling of blooming in my heart.

He didn't even have a chance to shake his hands, trying to suppress the excitement, with a look of course.

Song September always felt that his cooking was good, but when he saw Honglian's unspeakable expression, he frowned.

"No appetite? What flavor do you like? I'll make it for you later. "

Honglian shakes her head and silently fills herself with a bowl of soup. After Song September's brief stupor, she smiles.

After two people finished eating, she went outside again and found that the island was really isolated. There was nothing around it, just like there was such an island in the middle of the sea.

Her idea is the same as that of Honglian, who must have bought the island, and the owner should come here often.

After a few turns, song Jiuyue sighed and went back to his room. He saw that Honglian was still in the room and sat beside him slowly.

"Honglian, it seems that we are trapped here. If there is no boat coming, we can't go back."

However, she thought of the yacht at that time and looked up at this person. That night, she still had a slight consciousness that they were on a yacht. She had just turned around the island and found no trace of the yacht.

"Honglian, I remember having a yacht. Where's the yacht?"

Honglian's fists tightened and her eyes turned to one side.

"The wind and waves are so strong that when they drag you ashore, it floats away."

Song Jiuyue nodded. It turned out that this was the case, but without that thing, they couldn't go back to this place.

Honglian didn't speak, her eyes drooped.

Actually After a while, song Ji and song Ji can only leave this place together because they want to leave together

"There are a lot of things that people will starve to death, but we can't wait for you to get up early."

Honglian nodded, raised her hand and touched the position of her abdomen. His wound always recovered very quickly. In a few days, it should be scarred.

They are now in a situation of isolation, but they are in a different state of mind.

When song Jiuyue thought about this time, she felt like a knot in her heart. In the end, she even thought about whether Fu Yan would worry about her if she disappeared this time, or that after she disappeared, he didn't have to feel sorry for himself, just like the other party did

Fu Yan didn't know that there was such a big misunderstanding in Song Jiuyue's heart, because he was still in a coma. He had been having nightmares. He dreamed that song Jiuyue was swallowed by a big mouth. It was dark, terrible and his heart shrank.

His forehead slowly spilled sweat, the whole person seems to be put into a plastic wrap, layer upon layer, breathless.

"Song September..."

Fu Yan hoarse voice called a, found that no one should, slowly opened his eyes, was this piece of white light thorn and closed his eyes, after a while to come back to God, see the snow-white ceiling, heart trembled, quickly sat up from the bed.

Mo Yi, what does he say? Is that corpse song September's? He will not believe that song September such a beautiful person, how can it be that kind of outcome.

Fu Ji got up and pulled the needle out of his hand. As soon as he got out of bed, he felt dizzy in his head. Then he found that there was a small hole in his wrist. He frowned and didn't care. When the dizziness passed, he opened the door of the ward.

Yu Chuyuan just came in from the outside. Seeing this man, he quickly put down his things and came up to support him.

"Boss."

Fu Jin pushed away the man, but he was only bitten by a lion fish bone. He was not so weak, but his heart was killing me.

"You said the body was song September?"

It seems that he won't stop asking if he hears the answer.Yu Chuyuan nodded when he saw that the man's mental state was not so bad.

"I've compared the DNA several times. It's exactly the same as Miss Song's. boss, you still I'm sorry to hear that... "

Although this sentence is cruel, what else can we do at this time? Miss Song is no longer here. The boss can't always stay in the past and hurt people so much.

Fu Yan's eyes were red all of a sudden. Before he was in a coma, he thought it was his own auditory hallucination, but now he heard this man say it again. He felt the pain of his heart. The red thing seemed to fall from a high place, and it was broken.

He quickly turned around, afraid that the other party would see him embarrassed, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Where is she?"

"Special morgue, there is only Miss Song's body in it."

Fu Ji nodded and walked toward the place with soft legs. When he opened the door, his hands trembled, and finally he opened the door with red eyes.

There is only one bed inside. This is a special morgue. Usually there are not many corpses left here. The bed is covered with white cloth, and the charred arms are exposed on one side of the white cloth.

Fu Jin went out of the room in a bit of confusion. He didn't dare to look at the corpse. How could he believe that the woman who was coquettish not long ago would become like that? No It wasn't September.

He got on the car and wanted to start it, but today's car seems to be deliberately against him. No matter how much he twisted his hand, it didn't move.

Fu Yan red eyes lying on the steering wheel, slightly trembling shoulders, issued a low voice.

There are many charming women in the world, but she is the only one he loves