Chinese ship across the ocean

"Don't run—! You can't run in the sea——!"

When Lu Shaorong was a lifeguard, one of the trainings was tsunami emergency response. When he realized what happened, he yelled: "Come closer to the tree! Climb the tree! Don't stand by the glass door!"

The huge wave wall swept across the entire beach at that moment, and the tourists on the beach fled in a hurry. He took a deep breath, stepped on the balcony railing, and jumped to the balcony of the next room.

50 meters, screams and cries came from downstairs.

Lu Shaorong lifted a wooden table and stared nervously at the height of the waves, 30 meters...

The sea was like an enraged beast, roaring wildly, sawdust flying around, and the water vapor rushed towards him like a hurricane. Lu Shaorong threw the wooden table into the stormy waves, and then jumped down the crest of the waves, stepped on the wooden table, bowed, Arm guards.

Amidst the loud noise, the tsunami knocked down nearly half of the hotel and sent him to the restaurant on the first floor. There were several bangs, broken glass flying everywhere, and it was pitch black. It was ruthlessly overturned like a model, and flew away obliquely with the wooden pillars, and the scorching and dazzling sunlight lit up.

"Mrs. Hill!"

The Malaysian woman was surprisingly calm, she pushed the child in her arms to Lu Shaorong, and said something loudly, Lu Shaorong shouted: "Let's go!"

The first wave of the tsunami came and went quickly. The sea water slowed down, but it covered the sky and almost covered the entire island. Lu Shaorong carried the Hill family's child up a tree, then turned around and plunged into the water.

The water was full of broken wood, wine bottles and floating furniture. Lu Shaorong rescued Mrs. Hill and asked, "Is there still a boat?"

Mrs. Hill shivered wetly, and handed him a key. Lu Shaorong swam to the pier behind the reefs. The speedboat was washed away, and only one intact boat was washed up on the high ground and rested on the broken roof.

Mrs. Hill looked at Shaorong with gratitude, and many tourists who climbed on the tree shouted to him for help.

Lu Shaorong said: "Go to the tree! Don't swim in the water, there are too many things! Be careful of electric shock!"

Lu Shaorong opened the lock on the fuel tank, pulled the power rope, and the speedboat turned suddenly, circled the island, and shouted again: "Is there anyone missing?"

It was the off-season at that time, and it was afternoon. Most of the tourists went out to sea, and there were very few tourists left on the island. It was clear at a glance that no one was missing, and only a few people were slightly injured.

"Send us to the next island!" an Indian woman standing on the roof with her baby in her arms shouted, "Here's your money!"

Lu Shaorong heaved a sigh of relief.

He turned a deaf ear, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he drove the speedboat towards the vast sea and disappeared from everyone's sight.

When the fishing boat returned, Zhan Yang couldn't believe his eyes.

Half an hour ago, their small boat on the sea was almost capsized by a huge wave. At the suggestion of Mr. Hill, Zhan Yang agreed to set off for the return voyage.Near dusk, as far as the eye can see, Laguna Island is covered with a vast ocean, and the sea water floods to the height of the first floor.

Mr. Hill uttered a cry of near despair, flaunted his cold hands and feet, and roared, "Young Rong——!"

Mrs. Hill hugged her son in the tree and cried loudly. The fishing boat drove past the ruins after the tsunami. More and more people came on board. When Zhan Yang heard that Lu Shaorong was driving the speedboat out to sea 10 minutes ago, I was relieved.

"What is he doing at sea?!" As soon as Zhan Yang stopped worrying, his anger flared up again.

Mr. Hill's face darkened, and he said, "Sorry, my wife... there may be some other reason."

Mrs. Hill was crying, unable to speak clearly, and said, "It's important to save people, he will be back soon."

Mr. Hill had no choice but to turn the fishing boat to search for tourists on the beach.

Zhan Yang threw down the inflatable kayak, unfolded the folding oars, and slowly rowed towards the other side of the hotel.

Someone in Wang Yangzhong yelled and cursed, Zhan Yang was upset by the quarrel, and several tourists accused his lover of his behavior. He humbly apologized to the tourists who rescued him, and he couldn't let out a fit of anger.

At dusk, Lu Shaorong's speedboat finally returned.

Zhan Yang rowed the rubber boat, without even looking at Lu Shaorong in the distance, he carried the tourists to the high ground in batches.Lu Shaorong's speedboat ran out of fuel and returned to the small island, surrounded by shouts and curses.

"Stop it!" Mr. Hill said in a rough voice, stopping the condemnation of the Indian boys.

No matter what, the Malaysian man is still grateful to Lu Shaorong for saving his wife and children.

Zhan Yang explained: "He just went to a nearby island to ask for help! You misunderstood him!"

Zhan Yang gestured with his eyes, and Lu Shaorong replied, "No, I... am not."

Many tourists witnessed the scene of Lu Shaorong going out to sea with their own eyes. They couldn't understand Chinese, and they were very angry. They cursed in five or six languages, and the curse was extremely ugly.

Zhan Yang didn't say a word, his brows were tightly furrowed, and after a long time he asked in a noisy voice, "Aren't you going to ask for help?"

Like a child who did something wrong, Lu Shaorong stood at the bow of the boat, a little at a loss, and replied: "No."

Zhan Yang raised his eyes and said, "Throwing these people on the island? It's not like your style."

Lu Shaorong still had the wound from the tsunami on his forehead, leaving a trace of blood. He replied, "I'll go find you."

Zhanyang was noncommittal, and the scolding around him gradually subsided, among which were a few "teach that kid" which was especially harsh.

"I know it's wrong." Lu Shaorong said anxiously.

Zhan Yang nodded, jumped into the water, and together with Lu Shaorong pushed the rubber boat to the roof.

"Go over there." Zhan Yang whispered.

They turned and left, settled on a rock far away from the high ground, wrung out their beach shirts, and Zhan Yang ordered again: "Stay here, don't go anywhere."

"Where are you going? Husband?" Lu Shaorong became nervous, and Zhan Yang jumped into the water and dived towards the ruins of the hotel.

Zhan Yang floated and sank in the two-meter-deep sea, occasionally getting out of the water for a breath, and then diving down again. This went on for nearly half an hour. Lu Shaorong said, "Come back! What are you looking for?"

Zhan Yang didn't answer, and when it was almost dark, he finally climbed onto the reef, half naked, dripping wet, and lay down on the rock exhaustedly, his naked and fit upper body was covered with red marks from broken wood.

He breathed a sigh of relief, carried a pair of glasses, and handed them to Lu Shaorong, which were his game iris.

"Thank you." Lu Shaorong whispered, he stretched out his hand, and combed his unruly wet hair with his fingers.

Zhan Yang said, "Is it cold?"

Lu Shaorong shook his head, and a dim yellow fire was lit up on the high ground in the distance.

At night, the sea breeze blew with biting cold, and they had no campfire to keep warm, so they had to curl up on the reef, cuddling each other, and depended on each other for life.

"At that time... my mind was stunned." Lu Shaorong explained intermittently: "I initially confirmed that there were no dead people, and there were only a few people on the island..."

"It's nothing." Zhan Yang teased, "Fortunately, you came back before you ran out of gas, and there were no dead people on the island, and no one was seriously injured... Otherwise, it would be very dangerous for you to cause trouble and leave me alone on the island. Might be beaten by them."

Lu Shaorong laughed.

The night sky was covered with stars, and the high tide washed over the reef, leaving only a little place for them to sit-like an island in the middle of the ocean.

Their fingers intertwined, and their straight noses rubbed against Lu Shaorong's nose. They lowered their eyes and looked at each other's lips. Just as they were about to kiss, Lu Shaorong's cell phone rang.

Lu Shaorong touched the phone awkwardly.

Zhan Yang grabbed Lu Shaorong's cell phone with his hands, and said, "Who?!"

Wuyou stopped chattering and said, "Hey? What's wrong with me, Tiezi! Who are you?"

Zhan Yang's face darkened, he handed the phone to Lu Shaorong, and said, "I'm looking for you."

Lu Shaorong couldn't laugh or cry, of course he was looking for him when calling his cell phone, who else would he look for?He answered the phone and said, "What's the matter?"

Feeling relieved, Wuyou called out, "Third brother, are you alright?"

Lu Shaorong smiled and said, "It's okay, have you read the news?"

With a weary voice, Wuyou said, "Just now when the boss went online and said, the Maldives tsunami, I just remembered that you were on vacation there, and it scared us both badly..."

Lu Shaorong said: "I didn't break an arm or a leg, don't worry."

Wuyou asked again: "Who is that person just now?"

Lu Shaorong faltered, perfunctory, and then confessed without worry: "Brother tell you, you go to Male, is there a boat on the island? You go to Male to find a friend of mine, just contacted, call this number, %￥#%￥ (reported a bunch of numbers) and asked him to take you to Hong Kong by plane, and then transfer back to the United States by yourself..."

Lu Shaorong's head was as big as a bucket when he heard it, and he glanced at it and showed his face. He was afraid that he would snatch his mobile phone at any time and throw it into the sea. He hurriedly said: "I have an arrangement, the rescue ship has arrived, thank you."

Wuyou said: "No, brother don't worry, don't delay on the island..."

Lu Shaorong said again: "It's okay, I'm with my friends."

Zhan Yang took a deep breath, Lu Shaorong quickly covered the phone, Zhan Yang angrily corrected: "It's your husband!"

Lu Shaorong clamped the phone next to his shoulder and ear, clasped his hands together and made a "begging" gesture, and Zhan Yang nodded resentfully.

Lu Shaorong changed the subject and said, "Are you offline?"

Wuyou thought of something, and replied: "I just accidentally finished the task...a hundred thousand troops attacking Emei...began."

Lu Shaorong shouted: "What? How did you do it?"

Just as Wuyou was about to say more, he heard the news broadcast on TV again, and ordered: "You go home first, save the battery in your phone, don't call, go to Male if you can't buy a ferry ticket, call anytime if you have something to do." Call brother to report, you know?"

Lu Shaorong could only say: "Okay. Don't worry that we can go back."

Wuyou asked a few more words before hanging up the phone. Lu Shaorong expected that he would go online after hanging up the phone and tell Qingfeng the details. Qingfeng knew that he had a boyfriend, so he should let Wuyou not have to worry. After thinking this through, he heaved a sigh of relief .

Putting away the phone, raising his eyes, Zhan Yang's cold gaze greeted him.

"Cat's ears again?" Zhan Yang said coldly.

Lu Shaorong smiled apologetically, "It's Mao Er...he's already married a wife."

Zhan Yang narrowed his eyes: "Really?"

Lu Shaorong said: "Really! He still asked me for something to give to his wife today."

Zhan Yang was still angry, as if he was about to say something, there was a sharp siren sound in the distance, and the whistle was blown on Laguna Island, three long and two short, piercing the night sky.

The searchlight swept across from a distance, turned several times in the dark, and landed on the reef, and the lifeboat came.

Lu Shaorong didn't dare to mention the friend Wuyou asked him to find, and got on the lifeboat with Zhan Yang.

They arrived in Malé, the capital of the Maldives that night. There were tourists everywhere who were hit by the tsunami, and the lifeboats kept bringing the injured. Laguna Island is located in the south and was the least affected by the tsunami. People were killed and only slightly injured.

Seeing the dead being carried away, Shao Rongfang felt terrified. If someone died on Laguna Island because of his actions, the sin would never be repaid.

There was crying in Male, and the locals believed in Islam. They washed the remains of the dead in the square in the distance and wrapped them in white cloth. The sound of reciting the Yassin chapter in the "Koran" came, and Lu Shaorong sat quietly on the bench by the side of the road and listened.

Zhan Yang, shirtless, went to rescue agencies to receive water and bread.

Asians and Westerners who were looking for relatives shouted loudly, and the scene was chaotic.

He repeatedly told Lu Shaorong not to come over, and turned around to line up to get the food - that was his natural responsibility as a husband.

He angrily pushed the jumpers away, yelling at them to follow the rules and go to the end of the line—that was his natural duty.

When Lu Shaorong saw it, he felt angry and funny.

No one dared to fight against Zhan Yang, for fear of offending Bruce Lee, who was good at kung fu, Zhan Yang quelled several disputes in line, came back with food, filled his wife's stomach, and went to buy a plane ticket back home.

All the disaster victims flooded into Male, and countless overseas relatives came to look for them. It was difficult to get two air tickets. Zhan Yang first went to the American embassy, ​​then the Chinese embassy, ​​and went back and forth several times.

Finally, Zhan Yang made a decision. He took off the diamond watch on his wrist as a bribe and gave it to a foreign reporter. In exchange, they boarded a helicopter and flew to Sri Lanka in the early morning.

Lu Shaorong was a little heartbroken, and said, "You can leave a few days later."

Zhan Yang said: "No, it's too dangerous. People at this time are especially complicated. Even if the tsunami doesn't come again, there is no guarantee that something will happen."

The dawn shines on the vast sea, and the sea water is like a mysterious giant fish with silvery scales.

The helicopter's motor rattled, and Lu Shaorong admired the spectacular scenery, and couldn't help but say, "The honeymoon is gone like this? It's really unlucky."

Zhan Yang leaned on Lu Shaorong's back, dozed off, unconscious, and replied in a daze: "Let's make it up later, we are together for the rest of our lives, there are always many opportunities."