Song Yuzhang

After Song Yuzhang drifted at sea for an unknown period of time, he suspected that he might really be doomed this time.

When the storm came, its power was beyond everyone's imagination, and the hull was overturned almost like a toy in an instant.

Song Yuzhang couldn't hold Chen Hanmin——it was useless to hold him. In the stormy wind and waves, people are too small. Song Yuzhang didn't catch anything, only his own life by chance.

The lifebuoy and the lifeboat fell out of the torn boat. Song Yuzhang was lucky, and caught a fragment of the hull first during the ups and downs. He hugged the fragment tightly, and finally survived the storm. The fragments were picked up on a lifeboat that was like a thin leaf in the sea, and turned over with untold hardships.

Afterwards, he became a dewdrop on a leaf. It was cold at night and hot during the day, and he really wanted to disappear into the world as a wisp of smoke.

Hunger is no longer a big problem. Song Yuzhang has been hungry before, and he doesn't take hunger very seriously, but he is indeed very thirsty now.

During the day, the temperature on the sea was unreasonably high, and the clothes on his body were soaked and dry, sticking to his skin like a hard shell, maybe the salt grains were hidden in the crevices of the clothes, Song Yuzhang was itchy all over , I feel like a half-dry salted fish, the bones and meat have become brittle and thin in the salt.

After the storm, the weather was surprisingly good, so good that people wanted to scold their mothers, and the sunrise and sunset were magnificent. Song Yuzhang lay on the lifeboat and tried not to move as much as possible to preserve his strength, waiting for a chance.

The sun made people dizzy, Song Yuzhang peeled off his own shell and covered his face, smelling the fishy smell of sea water, Fu Mian's face suddenly appeared in his mind when he was drowsy, and at the same time there were some life and death vows A lingering buzzing in my ears.

Song Yuzhang slowly opened his eyes.

The sun-hardened suit covered his sight, and the brutal sunlight on the sea pierced his eyelids softly like needles from the gaps in the fabric. Why do I think of these irrelevant things for no reason? Is it possible that I am really going to die?"

Song Yuzhang sat up, the shell on his body fell off, and the sunlight pierced his face directly, making him feel numb without feeling.

Song Yuzhang didn't lie down anymore, and if he lay down like this again, he might really die quietly at sea.

Sitting and regaining some energy, Song Yuzhang touched the buttons of his shirt with trembling hands. He noticed that his hands were abnormally bright red, and they were slightly dry.

Taking off his shirt, Song Yuzhang puffed up his chest and raised his face to feel the harsh sunlight on the sea.

I don't know how long this self-abuse-like behavior lasted until Song Yuzhang finally felt a slight tingling sensation. He stretched his arms into the sea water while the iron was hot. The sea water was warm, like a soft tongue licking his skin, a little crisp The touch made him tremble slightly, and Song Yuzhang felt very comfortable, so he simply lay on his back on the lifeboat and lowered both arms into the sea water.

The sea was calm, and the lifeboat floated leisurely on the sea. Song Yuzhang's arms hanging in the sea encountered some obstacles from time to time—they were fragments of the hull and some luggage that fell into the sea.

There are some valuable things among these objects, the most are banknotes, US dollar bills, British pounds, French currency... The sea around Song Yuzhang is covered. Song Yuzhang feels heartbroken when he sees it, thinking of his box of banknotes that sank into the sea, he almost vomits blood Come.

So I can't think about it, my arms slipped over those wet banknotes, Song Yuzhang comforted himself in his heart, "If you lose money and eliminate disasters, save your life, it's not a loss, you should honor your ancestors, hey, if you don't know who your ancestors are, then you should honor your ancestors." Little Cherry."

On the second day after Meng Tingjing went out to sea, he met a fishing boat and sent the crew to stop him. Just as he was about to ask questions, a familiar face with red and dark faces popped out from the cabin. When he saw Meng Tingjing standing at the bow, he was overjoyed, "Meng Tingjing Brother!"

Chen Hanmin couldn't believe how lucky he was. First he was rescued by a passing fishing boat, and then he met Meng Tingjing who went to sea to rescue him.

Seeing Meng Tingjing's beautiful and gorgeous face, Chen Hanmin burst into tears.

"The wind was so strong that it overturned the boat. No one reacted. They all fell into the sea..."

He narrated his experience of escaping from death with snot and tears, and Meng Tingjing listened with a sad face, thinking: "This pustule is full of nonsense."

Meng Tingjing and Chen Hanmin used to be classmates when they were young. At that time, Chen Hanmin was very flattering to him. At first, Meng Tingjing thought it was Chen Hanmin's act of trying to gain power. He was used to this, so he didn't care much. After a long time, Meng Tingjing gradually realized that this man was not because of his family background to curry favor with him, but because he was purely lustful, wanting to moan at a man with a well-proportioned head and face.

"Brother Chen, let's not talk about anything else, besides you, are there any other survivors on board?"

Chen Hanmin shook his head and said with tears in his eyes, "I don't know."

After he was rescued by the fishing boat, he immediately thought of Song Yuzhang.

Chen Hanmin begged the fishing boat to go back to find someone, and promised a lot of rewards. However, the sea was vast, and the night was violent and stormy, and he didn't know where he was blown. Met Meng Tingjing who came out to rescue him.

According to Chen Hanmin's description, it was an extremely terrifying storm at sea. According to this, except for Chen Hanmin, who was saved by shit luck, most of the others should have encountered accidents.

Meng Ting calmly waved his hand, "Go in and rest first, and I'll continue to look forward."

Chen Hanmin said anxiously: "Brother Meng, please be careful, I...my friend is also on the boat..."

Meng Tingjing nodded, "Don't worry, I'm here to save people."

According to the direction pointed by the fishing boat to rescue Chen Hanmin, Meng Tingjing changed the course of the boat and continued to drive forward in that direction.

The boat was traveling at an extremely fast speed. Meng Tingjing stood at the bow of the boat, his hair was messed up by the sea breeze. His face was serious and he remembered the box of bullets that Song Jin had given him.

It's a pity that heroes are useless.

On the way of sailing, Meng Tingjing rescued one after another a few lucky people who survived with lifeboats, buoys or floating debris.

All the people on board cried bitterly, and their reaction was roughly similar to that of Chen Hanmin. They all begged Meng Tingjing to go deeper to rescue people quickly. traces of the

The strange thing is that many people were rescued, but the main body of the ship was not visible. After traveling for dozens of nautical miles, the crew found a person with red cloth swaying on the lifeboat, and immediately reported to Meng Tingjing, "Young master, it seems The crew of the ship."

Meng Tingjing picked up the binoculars and saw that the clothes were indeed the same, so she quickly let the boat speed up to save people.

The first officer who was rescued was much calmer than the few surviving passengers before. After finding out Meng Tingjing's identity, he couldn't stop thanking him. Meng Tingjing stopped him, "You don't have to thank me first. I understand best, you lead the way, I don’t believe that this ship just disappeared out of thin air, the people inside died, the cargo sank, there is no proof of death, it seems that this storm is helping some people.”

The first mate was thankful and grateful, but after hearing Meng Tingjing finished speaking unhurriedly, his relaxed heart immediately rose again nervously, and the objects in his chest jumped a few times. His mouth suddenly became dry again, and he hesitated and didn't know how to respond. Such a narrow escape should have made people feel lucky, but at this time he fell into another life-and-death trap. His skin was about to explode. When he lowered his head and was contemplating, there was a "squeak" on the top of his head. The pain was as painful as skin peeling. The first officer screamed and covered his head, which was moist. He put his finger under his eyes to see— -Blood!

Meng Tingjing flicked his fingers and smiled like a young man looking for fun. His smile was very lively, but there was a strange and indescribable evil, like a child's vicious prank made by inadvertently, "On your head! What, dirty things in the sea, dirty, I'll find someone to clean it up for you."

Most people who live at sea are well-informed, and the chief mate is no exception. He immediately saw the malicious threat of Young Master Meng, and immediately recognized the current affairs as a hero.

"Master Meng, please do me a favor. I'll go to the cab to guide them. Do you think so?"

With the guidance of the chief mate, the boat sailed deep to the southwest of the sea, and traveled for about 10 minutes, but there was still no trace on the sea, and people were still being rescued one after another, and all the rescued people cried to Meng Tingjing Thank you so much, Meng Tingjing got annoyed and went to the other side of the deck to hide. Just after turning a corner, he saw Chen Hanmin holding on to the pole on the side of the boat and looking out.

Among the rescued people, Chen Hanmin was the luckiest. He ate and drank a lot on the fishermen's boat, so he was in good spirits, unlike the others who were half dead.

"What are you doing?" Meng Tingjing asked.

Chen Hanmin turned his head, the color on his black and red face seemed to have deepened, and he said with a mournful face, "I'm looking for my friend."

Meng Tingjing was not very interested in Chen Hanmin's friends, so she sat down on the recliner, and with the ups and downs of the boat, she thought about the Song and Jin confession in her mind again.

Of all the survivors, so far, there is no surname Song, but it is hard to say that someone lied about their names. Meng Tingjing glanced at Chen Hanmin who was hanging on the pole like a monkey, "Brother Chen, I remember you are studying abroad?"

"Yes, I went to France," Chen Hanmin didn't look back, and still stretched his neck to look at the dazzling sea. He couldn't forget Song Yuzhang these days, and he couldn't forget that Song Yuzhang held his hand tightly when the big ship capsized, and his heart ached Said, "My friend is also an overseas student."

France...Meng Tingjing tapped her finger on her cheek. It wasn't England, so it shouldn't be such a coincidence. Even if it was a coincidence, it doesn't matter.

The sea breeze was blowing slowly, making people drowsy. Meng Tingjing took out his pocket watch. It was already 2 o'clock in the afternoon. His ship was not as heavy and slow as the Peony. Dare to play tricks with him?

Meng Tingjing pressed her fingers on the pocket watch, her face sinking like water, eager to peel off the man's skin, from head to toe, leaving nothing behind, not afraid that he would be dishonest.

Just when Meng Tingjing put the pocket watch in her pocket and was about to skin it alive, a crew member came out holding binoculars, "Young master, we found it!"

Meng Tingjing put his feet on the ground, stood upright as if elastic, took the binoculars and walked to the side of the boat, and looked closely in one direction under the guidance of the crew.

In the telescope, the sea surface was sparkling, and the top of the waves was glowing with golden light. There were countless fragments floating on the sea, half-submerged and half-floating embedded in the sea surface. As the boat moved forward, more and more fragments came into Meng Tingjing's sight. Seeing things clearly, he grasped the binoculars in his hand, thinking: "Great, no matter how those people argue, it will be a dead end!"

In the violent and excited imagination, Meng Tingjing saw countless banknotes again. Those banknotes were colorful and richly colored on the sea surface, and in the middle of the carpet of money was a light-colored lifeboat. .

The speed of the boat was advancing very fast, and the binoculars Meng Tingjing held up pushed the lifeboat into his sight from far to near like a focused lens in a movie.

There were people on the boat, and their posture was completely different from the rest of the people who were struggling for help. Meng Tingjing only saw one round and white arm hanging down in the water. As the distance got closer, he could clearly see that the other person was lying in the boat topless. .

The brutal sunlight on the sea reflected that piece of chest like a piece of white porcelain, shining with a white and dazzling luster, that person, together with the banknotes and smoke all around him, did not know whether he was alive or dead, whether it was real or an illusion.