private island

After that, more than 100 days and nights passed.

It was almost the end of July, and the idol and his only fan had been trapped on the isolated island for more than eight months.The lighthouse never came back on, nor did they muster up the courage to sail again.

They set aside a piece of land to grow potatoes, and the staple food of each meal is fruit x potatoes, seafood x potatoes, fish x potatoes...

After the scab fell off, Guan Sheng had a scar on his left face from the temple to the zygomatic arch.Not as serious as expected, but added a lot of masculinity.Although he insisted on applying "Australian Sea Island Pure Natural Aloe Vera Gel", the scars were still slightly raised and hyperplastic.

However, his mentality has calmed down a lot.Because both he and Fan Xi knew that the search and rescue must have stopped long ago, and they were going to spend the rest of their lives on the island.

In the hearts of tens of millions of fans, his life is fixed in the brightest years, and he will always be a perfect male god.And his aging face and future years will only be left to the one who is washing clothes not far away.

"Brother Sheng, my underwear is like a dangerous building, it's about to fall apart." Fan Ximao was on the edge of a stone, with his back facing Guan Sheng, washing clothes while taking a shower.The underwear is on the verge of disintegration. After wearing and washing it every day, it is as loose as the belly of a centenarian, and the thread is opened.

They often prostitute themselves during the day, but when it comes to bathing, he still retains a bit of reserve.Because taking a bath is a very personal matter. It is used to sort out the mood, summarize the gains and losses, and sing.

Like some places in the north, socializing and discussing business in the bath, soaking in the same pool sincerely as brothers, and then being scrubbed by the master together, he shudders when he thinks about it.

Every time he sang in the shower, the pipe voice would say he was out of tune.When he sang other people's songs, he was bitter and jealous in his voice, saying that he was a fence-sitter.

"Mine is fine," Guan Sheng was doing a freestyle dog planer in the water, splashing sparkling water continuously, "How much is a pair of your underwear?"

"Hmm... a box of tens of dollars."

"No wonder, there are hundreds of mine, sponsored by brands, you get what you pay for. It seems that you are going to be naked soon."

Cut, even this is a show of comparison, Fan Xi smiled silently and scratched his calf.The toxin from the jellyfish left a large scar on the inside of his calf, which always felt itchy.He is the bodyguard who manages the sound, so this should be considered a work-related injury.

He suddenly thought of insurance, and asked, "I disappeared with you, so will your company give my parents a sum of money out of humanitarianism?"

"For PR purposes, quite possibly."

Looking at the dense rainforest, Fan Xi lamented: "I should have bought life insurance if I knew it earlier, so that I can fulfill my filial piety even if I disappear."

"I have commercial insurance, I just bought it last year. If I am found dead, the company and my parents will get a huge sum of money." Guan Sheng changed to floating corpse backstroke, floating in the clear and transparent pool water.The sun shines on his skin, showing a honey-like color.

"How big is it?"

"Nine digits."

Fan Xi pinched his fingers to calculate, secretly startled from ear to ear.With a strong hand, the panties were pulled looser.He felt that there was a conspiracy in it. He bought insurance last year, but something happened this year.

But Guan Sheng said: "I took the initiative to buy a huge amount of life insurance, and no one pushed me. I was filming at the time, and I saw an extra performer who was injured by an explosion and was not rescued. I was suddenly afraid that something would happen to me someday. Alas, it is Set up a flag."

Fan Xi smiled, put on the clothes after they were half-dried, and hummed a very funny new song called "Fight, Fight Monsters".The rhythm is lively and lively, and it is said that it incorporates the style of Spanish dance music. It was written in May.

"The Altman family lives next door to my house,

I have learned to fight monsters from a young age.

I walk upright, you drag your tail,

Covered in scales and armor, with sharp teeth and fangs, fierce and fierce,

I can't stop Lao Tzu's lore.

My elegance was deliberately murdered by you.

Your flesh and blood have already been weathered.

So tell me out loud, who's the winner?

The ultimate badge of honor for a warrior is a scar..."

He caught a glimpse of a shadow approaching quietly on the ground, but pretended not to know it.A pair of expected powerful arms hugged him from behind, and he screamed in panic on purpose, so Guan Sheng laughed out of satisfaction and squeezed on him.

Playing and pulling all the way, picked a lot of fruit, and then went back to the beach for dinner.

This morning, they used a self-made basket as a trap to catch a large bird similar to a pheasant. This was the second time this month.

At that time, it ignorantly walked under the basket to eat the grasshopper bait, and took off directly against the basket after being covered. Thanks to Fan Xi's amazing jumping ability, he dragged it down in mid-air.

Guan Sheng operated the knife, cutting the throat, bleeding, scalding and plucking the hair, disembowelling and disembowelling in one go, without blinking an eye.I roasted half of them at noon, and the remaining half is going to be a soup, which uses purine to supplement nutrition, and the side dish is coconut.

They always thought that sprouted old coconuts were inedible. They accidentally opened one a while ago, only to find that there is a hidden hole in it. There is a milky white coconut core hidden in it, which tastes rich in coconut fragrance.Later, I found out a more delicious way to eat soup.

Coconut-flavored pheasant soup, it will make your index finger move when you hear it.

"Hey, add less salt." Seeing that Guan Sheng added a pinch of coarse salt to the soup, Fan Xi couldn't help but stop it.

"The soup is too weak to drink, and I don't eat it often anyway." He added a little coconut sugar to enhance the freshness with sweetness.

"Remember to drink plenty of water, you, be careful of the sudden increase in the burden on your kidneys and the onset of kidney stones."

"It must have been fixed a long time ago. Do you think there is something wrong with my waist? The user experience is pretty good, right?" Guan Sheng raised his eyebrows, his eyes were affectionate and obscene.

"Eating too much coarse salt is not good for your health. It contains heavy metals and you will get sick. If you can't heal yourself, you're basically doomed." Fan Xibai glanced at him, tasted the soup with a shell spoon, and was scalded, "After a while What will you do if I die first?"

"Sacrifice for love." Guan Sheng added salt to the soup again, and said casually in an understatement tone, "I took all those messy medicines, dug a hole on the beach, and laid you in my arms. Then it rotted slowly If you drop it, the skin and the flesh will all melt together."

He looked at Fan Xi with a calm smile, and said something vague: "When people wanted to separate him from the skeleton he was holding, he instantly turned into dust."

Fan Xi was puzzled.

Guan Sheng explained: "At the end of "Notre Dame de Paris", Quasimodo hugged his beloved woman and died. He chose it himself."

Fan Xi believes that this is true, loneliness is more terrifying than death.If Guan Sheng walked ahead, he would not be able to survive.He thought for a while, then asked: "Then what if the rescue team arrives right after I die?"

"Then I'm definitely not dead. Maybe my parents and my brother are still alive. Besides, I want to tell our story to the outside world. At that time, society should be more tolerant of marginalized groups."

Fan Xi raised the corner of his mouth, feeling that this answer was very solid.This reality confirms the sincerity of the previous part.

The soup is ready.

The meaty aroma of pheasant is paired with the sweet coconut aroma, the taste is thick but not greasy, and it is delicious.They had a hearty meal, and Shuai Dai was given a fat chicken butt, which made his mouth water.

The sunset is like a waterfall, and the sea breeze is blowing on the face. The long-dried monitor lizard skin is reddened by the setting sun, shaking slightly on the coconut tree.

On a whim, Guan Sheng made a hammock out of parachute cloth and paracord, and tied it between two trees.He lay on it and tried it out, pillowing his arms comfortably, and urged: "Eight-treasure porridge, come quickly, it's very comfortable."

Fan Xi lay carefully beside him, and the two fell uncontrollably towards the middle, like two silkworms squeezed into a chrysalis.They jostled and played with each other and eventually got entangled.

The old clothes were thrown away one by one, and a shoe hit Shuai Duo on the head.It looked at the trembling and shaking hammock, walked away sadly, squatted on the beach, and looked at the sea alone.

The moonlight tonight is so bright that you can even read a book, and the surface of the sea seems to be covered with a layer of broken silver.

Fan Xi lay lazily on the beach, feeling that Guan Sheng had sprinkled a handful of fine sand on his back, drawing something with his fingers one by one, itching.

He chuckled and asked, "Sand drawing? What are you drawing?"

"The piano keys... don't move." Guan Sheng's expression was gentle and focused, his fingertips brushed the shallow dimples on his back, "When I first debuted, I gave myself a Steinway B211, which cost more than 110 million. Put it in the house I rented, and played it for a day without eating or drinking. My manager Brother Yu said after he found out, silly boy, why buy a piano? Hurry up and buy a house.”

Fan Xi felt the rough fingers flicking and jumping like a school of free fish.He leaned on his arm, tilted his head to feel it carefully for a moment, and asked, "What song is this?"

"Moonlight, by Debussy."

He nodded slowly: "Well, it sounds good."

"Have you heard?"

"I don't know. In my place, the song and the name don't match up. But, I can feel it." He looked sideways at Guan Sheng, his eyes rolled under his thin eyelids, and his faint facial features suddenly became radiant, "As long as it's you It’s sure to sound good.”

The bonfire beside them gradually died out, and another fire was lit between them.There is really nothing to do on the island, so I always want to do it.

Suddenly, Fan Xi noticed a little light on the sea in the distance, fluctuating with the waves.Not stationary, not a lighthouse, seems like a ship!

Joy like a gust of wind suddenly rolled up in his heart, and he shouted: "Brother Sheng, look at the light!"

"Well, I've already seen you all." Guan Sheng kissed his temples and murmured, as if he was drunk.

"Oh, look over there!" He frantically pointed to the sea, "A ship, it seems to be a ship!"

Guan Sheng was shocked all over, jumped up and stared blankly, the corners of his mouth gradually stretched.Seems to be a real boat!They waved and yelled at the burning firewood, but it never came near.

He lowered his hand in frustration: "I see, it should be a glowing buoy or a detector or something, and somehow it floated here."

The hope that had just been ignited was shattered in an instant. The two were silent for a moment, looked at each other and smiled, which was not a blow.After all, he had already experienced a bigger blow than this.

"Wait for dawn," Fan Xi stood on tiptoe and watched, "if you can see it, go and fish it up, maybe there is a positioning device."

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