MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 56 (1)

This night was the 29th day of the Chinese New Year. Except for the captain who was commanding in the bridge, several officers and lookouts, everyone else was checking each cabin in a panic. It was not until almost dawn that their tense nerves relaxed a little.

It was confirmed that only one warehouse was broken, and they discovered it in time. The valve was closed at the fastest speed, and the sea water could not flow out.

Everyone sat slumped in the small restaurant, leaving the walkie-talkie and safety helmet aside, and the clothes on their bodies were damp and sweaty.

If a warehouse leaks water, the ship will not sink.

But they are still trapped here, what will they encounter tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the next hour? do not know.

There were no other ships around, and their ship was floating alone in this sea area, unable to send out a distress call at all.

"I've never wanted to see pirates so much." A crew member clenched his fist and beat his sore leg. He slammed the hammer twice and screamed in despair, "Ah! Where are the pirates, why are there no shadows of them?"

The crew next to him thought it was unlucky, and pouted a few times: "Are you crazy? The pirates are coming, do we still have a way out?"

"You know what a fart! They have been haunting unknown seas, and they know the deep sea better than us. With them, we can follow behind!"

"Fuck, you're crazy, you want pirates to lead you the way? Why? Are you the son of fortune or the prince of the sea? They come, they will only grab supplies, kill us and throw them into the sea, and let the ship sink Go down and continue looking for the next prey!"

The two men quarreled, their faces were red, their necks were thick, their saliva was flying, and their necks were stretched out, like the reflections of two travelers who had been walking for a long time in the wilderness before they died.

No one tried to persuade them to fight.

In the extremely restless and extremely dull atmosphere, a light orange thin line slowly appeared on the sea level.

There is a soft halo around the line, forming a strong contrast with the cold and dark sea water. It makes people's eyes sting, and their hearts are surging.

Its daybreak.

Uncle Zhao rubbed the marks left by his helmet on his forehead, and said, "Today is Chinese New Year."

The two crew members who had been piled up on top of each other were taken aback for a moment.

"New Year's Eve." The old man took a few sips of the cheap cigarette butts and threw it away when he couldn't get any flavor out of it. "Today, everyone, have a good meal at noon and drink two more glasses."

"Yeah, don't think too much, life and death are fate."

"Maybe the compass will recover after the New Year's Eve dinner. Didn't there be a reaction before..."

Some people panicked and collapsed when they first left the route. They all wanted to jump into the sea to see if they could swim out. Some of them really tried, and finally swam back to the boat like a dog in the water. After these days, they gradually looked away.

After a while, the veteran crew who had worked for most of his life said: "As long as the signal is restored and the chart is displayed, even if the ship hits and sinks at that time, we can still live."

Uncle Zhao echoed: "Yes, once the compass recovers, it means that we have left the ghost sea area. Even if the ship capsizes by then, we still have hope."

"Don't be crowed!" The little crew member with a little less experience couldn't hear this.

"Crow's mouth? According to what you young people say, it's called f, what is f?" the old man said with a smile.

The little crew refused to answer.

Everyone drank some water, watched the sunrise that had long been tired of watching, and the atmosphere eased a little.

After all, the Chinese New Year is a festive day, and it is also a tradition. Everyone celebrates it, and there is resonance.

Besides, it's not the first year for them to celebrate New Year's Eve on board, and they have memories.

So the fear caused by the earthquake last night was temporarily put aside by everyone, and they made room to welcome the New Year.

Uncle Zhao took his breakfast and went back to his room amidst the ambiguous or contemptuous eyes of his colleagues, and he was shocked as soon as he entered.

The young man on the bed was lying flat, without a piece of intact skin on his face, as if he had just finished a fierce battle, and he still carried the hostility from the battlefield.

"Xiaojiao?" Uncle Zhao came to his senses, and quickly closed the door to prevent the colleagues who peeked inside from seeing, "Where did your new injury come from?"

"It fell." Zia Bai's mood was just the opposite of his broken body. He is very happy, and even has a little expectation that he will soon see the climax of a movie. After the climax, he can fast-forward and send it to the recycle bin.

Fucking fed up with the nausea sloshing around in his stomach, throwing up every day, his throat hurts, and his mouth has a lingering taste of rust. Please come quickly to the blood of the dog at sea.

Uncle Zhao didn't know what Jiao Bai was thinking, he just felt that he was in a bad mood, and he didn't even bother to find a reasonable explanation for lying, how could he fall like that? The three-year-old doll didn't believe it.

This kid has a bit... masochistic tendencies.

Uncle Zhao thought, at such a young age, his appearance is not unique. To be able to live in Qi's family, he must have endured unimaginable pressure, which is not easy.

"How's the boat?" Ziobai tilted her head.

Uncle Zhao talked about the general situation.

Jiaobai: "..." The earthquake was so strong that it broke a warehouse? It can't just be that.

He meant something: "Uncle Zhao, you have to be mentally prepared."

Uncle Zhao is tearing up the bag of mustard: "What are you preparing?"

"You mean a shipwreck?" He squeezed the mustard from the bottom up and shook some into the porridge. "It won't sink. Our ship is not an ordinary boat. It's okay to break a barn or two."

"Xiaojiao, the wound on your mouth is getting worse, you're bleeding even when you speak, you'd better wait until the porridge is cold before eating." Uncle Zhao moved the small table in front of the bed so that Zibao could reach it.

Zibazania had no appetite, so he turned to look at the only small window in the room. Outside is water and sky.

Every day is this scene, the vision is tired and monotonous.

Ziobai really wanted to see cars and bungalows, he felt that stepping on land was something he had done in his previous life, and one day on a boat was like ten years.

Zibai closed her eyes amidst the rumbling operation of the cabin, and yawned.

Xiao Ye was tied to the boat, and New Year's Eve was still on board.

Really, whoever lets me go ashore on the first day of the new year is my ancestor.

Hey…

Grass!

Ziao Bai tapped her fingers randomly on the old army green quilt. Based on his years of experience in watching Gou Xue comics, Gou Xue might have been sent over by the second child of the Qi family. After all, the timing of his absence from the sea trip is a bit delicate.

And it's also related to Li Jue.

Otherwise, it would be meaningless for him to get involved.

The original owner in "Broken Wings" died a long time ago, and there was no plot of being tied to the boat by Qi Zizhi, so Li Jue would not be involved. Therefore, it is not clear what kind of development it will be. Anyway, it is inseparable from the essence of dog blood.

Ziobac scratched his oily hair, and the hair was stuck to several scabbed wounds, which were all torn up by his scratching, and the wounds were bleeding, and he was in pain and refreshed.

Pain is physical, pleasure is psychological.

Because Jiao Bai thought of the mouthful she spat on Qi Zizhi's face, and the feeling of tearing his hair and scratching his flesh.

Tsk.

I'm such a pervert.

Zizania wiped off the blood that dripped from the crevices of her hair, and took a weak breath.

He didn't want to go to the cargo hold to deal with the Qi brothers today.

Chinese New Year, I have to treat myself better.

When Jiaobai was half asleep and half awake, a huge ocean-going ship was parked in the southeast of Jianghai, where the cargo ship "Pingshun" disappeared.

The lifeboat storage area is full, and there is a row of elite teams trained by the Qi family standing on the deck, everything is ready, waiting for an order and God's release.

Let them into the destination for rescue work.

During the Chinese New Year, everyone on the boat faced the wind and faced the sea, and the time passed by every minute. From morning to afternoon, they were still waiting.

The boat is also moving slowly in this area, and most of the time it is being pushed or retreated by the waves.

Just as the sky was about to fall, the latest news came from the cab.

When the ship avoided a detected small eddy and went upstream to a deep water area, the radar failed for less than a second.

"Prepare—" the experienced captain commanded calmly.

The news spread on the ship, and no one panicked. They signed a life-and-death agreement. The agreement was clearly written in black and white, once something happened to them, how much compensation the Qi family would give. To put it bluntly, they came here voluntarily, not because of coercion.

Zhang Zhen held two iron walnuts and walked back and forth. This time the trip was in a hurry, and the Qi family used 90% of their resources to gather the top domestic navigation-related technical team before going to sea.

If he couldn't enter the mysterious sea area, he returned the same way while ensuring his third brother's personal safety.

If you go in, you can come out.

must come out.

Otherwise, the Qi family in Xicheng will be finished.

Zhang Zhen doesn't feel like Chinese New Year at all, he just hopes that the boat can berth and people can be safe.

There are too many dangers at sea that cannot be explained by science. The third brother didn't even read the risk assessment report, so he didn't know what he was thinking.

Although the third brother didn't say how long it would take to search, today should be the last day, and a week at sea is not short. Zhang Zhen's mind was full of the appearance of Jiaobai lying dying beside the bed that morning, his face covered with blood.

Zhang Zhen felt a stabbing pain in his head. He swung the iron walnut, and vaguely heard the third brother say something, and his mind was diverted: "Third brother, what are you talking about?"

Qi Yiliao sat in front of the table, with a pile of documents pressed down on his forearm. He was holding a pen, and his black thin-rimmed glasses were on the bridge of his nose. Behind the lenses, his tired eyes were staring at the computer screen.

"Just now, there was movement near 'Tianxing' A." Qi Yiluo took a sip of his coffee, and after he finished speaking, he put down the water glass that was similar in color to his clothes, and leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

The leather chair sways lightly, with a comfortable and comfortable curvature.

Zhang Zhen was stunned for a long time. The iron walnut fell and hit his instep. He didn't feel any pain, but only felt a gap in the huge rock and mountain hanging over his heart.

Great…

be alive. Zaobai, you have to live, and you have to be worthy of so many people's searching and waiting.

"Third brother, do you want to notify Chairman Shen?" Zhang Zhen asked in a low voice.

His third brother didn't answer.

He seemed to be asleep and didn't hear it.

In Dongcheng, as soon as Yu Ling found this signal, he immediately dialed a series of numbers. That is the contact information of the private villa where his younger brother is currently staying.

Yu Xiang was secretly picked up from Nancheng to Dongcheng by Cen Jingmo's people, and then took a special plane to England to recuperate. During this period, he was in a coma and never woke up. He was escaping from reality.

Yu Ling asked the nurse to put the mobile phone to his brother's ear.

"Xiaoxiang, my brother's 'Tianxing' A main part has just received the signal fluctuation of the accessory." Yu Ling bit a cigarette, his abdomen was still wrapped in gauze, his cheeks were slightly sick, and a layer of rough and casual beard grew. Slag, but the eyes are as firm and iron-blooded as ever, "Ziazania is expected to return."

There was only the cold sound of the instrument on the other end of the phone.

"His situation must be very difficult, but he insists, you should learn from him." Yu Ling glanced at the bandage on his wrist, "When he comes back, you still have to accompany him to the college entrance examination and send him into the examination room. What you told your brother. Don't forget."

Yu Xiang's eyelashes on the hospital bed moved slightly.

The sky was dark. Ziobac was rushing against the deck cover with a water hose, the water surged up, passed his eyes, and rushed into the sky.

Originally, he was sleeping in Uncle Zhao's room, but as soon as his friend went online, he came out to do the job.

Dilapidated and enslaved.

That's bad enough.

If that's not enough, then he can take off the padded jacket and wear a sweater that leaks the wind to shake out afterimages.

While rushing towards the deck, Ziobai kept an eye on Qi Zizhi's profile picture, he hadn't logged off yet.

Just watching from a corner within five meters of him.

Zibai couldn't see Qi Zizhi, but the seal was lying dead right under his nose.

Yes, dead bodies.

The belly is turned up, with two short and fat paws resting on it, with a smiling face.

Very peaceful.

A wave of Trumpet Sora can come anytime and send it away.

As for the activity level, it jumps to 0.5 in a while, and the frequency is very regular.

Ziobai still can't figure out what is the key to Qi Zizhi's activity breaking through the 50 mark.

Shen sent that level, he was the one who said the **** out of disgust.

Qi Zizhi just...

Zizania has been beaten, caught, and spit up, but it still doesn't work.

"Xiaojiao!"

Uncle Zhao's shout sounded in the cabin.

Ziobai hurriedly finished the work in hand and entered the cabin, he stumbled, his legs trembled violently, he lost his balance, and fell heavily on the water-stained deck.

It hurts.

It's only a one-time trick, and it really can't be used again in the future.

Qi Zizhi took his gaze away from the shivering figure of the young man, and he turned back to the cargo hold.

Li Jue in the shadow saw that the elder brother had returned, so he hurriedly ran over: "Elder brother, why are you alone? Where is Zibai, haven't you seen him?"

Qi Zizhi leaned on the cargo box in embarrassment.

Li Jue quickly supported his elder brother, and carefully let him sit on the ground: "It's Chinese New Year today, we can't let Ziabazania be bullied."

Qi Zizhi's breathing was very unstable, he was almost at his limit, but his younger brother didn't notice it, he was such a naive child.

"Brother, your hands are so hot...Brother, wake up, brother, don't leave me alone, I'm afraid...Brother..."

There was the nervous voice of my younger brother, mixed with the sound of bewildered crying.

Qi Zizhi wanted to open his eyes and coax his younger brother a few words, but his physical condition couldn't be controlled by him.

On New Year's Eve, Qi Zizhi passed out due to severe infection of multiple wounds on his body, and his life was in danger. Li Jue knelt on top of him, crying out of breath.

And Zizania is eating dumplings. Serving hot, stuffed pork with cabbage.

The crew made it, and Uncle Zhao found a chance to give Zimbabella two plates, as well as two small cloves of garlic.

Zizania was holding the garlic, as if seeing a relative, the corners of her eyes were moist.

Although it is not sweet garlic, we are not greedy people either.

Zimbabwe brought the garlic to his mouth, "Kacha" took a small bite, satisfied.

In the evening the crew drank in the restaurant.

Ziobac was about to go to sleep, but for some reason his eyelids were twitching, he got up after lying down for a while, put on the down jacket that Uncle Zhao had brought back for him, zipped it up, and went to the cargo hold.

He really didn't want to make trouble on New Year's Day. Why is it so difficult for workers to take a vacation?

As soon as Ziobai entered the cargo hold, he heard Li Jue's crying, and he didn't know how long he had been crying, it was like mourning.

"Xiao Jue?" Jiao Bai didn't have a flashlight, so he groped for the cargo box and called out.

Li Jue rushed out from the depths of the cargo hold, with a mobile phone with only one battery left in his hand, he threw himself into Ziababa's arms.

Zibai staggered away reflexively, and saw Li Jue fall to the ground, screaming in pain.

Why is it that I don't have a long memory.

Can a person who is injured all over his body withstand such a rush? Mess around.

Ziababi didn't go over, just said: "Get up by yourself, I can't pull you."

Li Jue lay on the ground sobbing for a while, then suddenly turned around, crawled towards Zibai, grabbed his wet and dirty trouser legs and begged, "Ziaobai, please help my elder brother, he is dying, he..."

Before he could finish speaking, the cloth between Li Jue's fingers was taken away by a force. He was dumbfounded for a few seconds, then got up on the ground with hands and feet, crying and catching up with Jiaobai: "My big brother is over there, Ziobac, my big brother... "

"I see!" Jiao Bai yelled, he kicked Qi Zizhi who almost tripped him just now, but the other party didn't respond, and the sound of breathing was intermittent.

And Qi Zizhi's profile picture frame did not know when there was a circle of white, this is the rhythm of wearing a small white flower.

That won't work.

Qi Zizhi hasn't joined the group yet, he died at this time, what should I do?

fuck it! Fucking stuff! !

"Keep an eye on him." After Ziobai finished speaking, he teased Li Jue, who was stupefied, and cursed, "I want you to keep an eye on him!"

Li Jue was struggling with the fact that his cell phone was about to run out of battery, he had been saving it all the time, and now he had to use it. When Zibai yelled at him, he trembled in fright: "I know... I know..."

Ziao Bai came back soon. He brought water, anti-inflammatory drugs, alcohol, a flashlight, and temporary rags.

"Where's the knife?" Jiao Bai groped in Qi Zizhi's clothes, "Fuck, where's the knife?"

"...Is this it?" Li Jue took something out of his jacket pocket and said softly, "My elder brother protected me."

Zizania bruised face twitched. Qi Zizhi is such an idiot.

Li Jueshao is a person who cries for a long time even if he is a chicken, and who has nightmares at night with a disturbed conscience, how dare he use a knife?

Ziobai took the small knife from Li Jue's hand, pulled off the shell, quickly twisted the cap with alcohol, and drenched the blade: "Hold him."

Li Jue's mind was blank, he did so unconsciously, and put his two soft hands on his elder brother's chest.

"Press his arm, use your breastfeeding strength." Ziobai bit the flashlight, knelt on Qi Zizhi's lap, pressed him down, and cut off a section of his trousers with a swipe of the knife.

Li Jue was terrified: "Ziaobai, slow down, don't hit him..."

The following words were replaced by his retching, and he suddenly closed his eyes, not daring to look at the burn on his brother's leg.

It was the first time Zizhi saw Qi Zizhi's lame leg, and he didn't vomit, because he vomited on the way to get the medicine, and there was nothing in his stomach.

Comics are comics. A normal person's burns have reached Qi Zizhi's level, and he has already ascended to heaven. How can he be kidnapped, sneak out to find food for his younger brother, and fight with others.

In fact, I am also the same, I have integrated into this world framed by dog ​​blood, and I also have the blessing of manga buffs, otherwise I have been tossed, I have already gone to hell. After Zaobai sighed, she plunged the knife into Qi Zizhi's stinking wound.

Qi Zizhi's sense of defense prompted him to struggle instinctively.

Li Jue pressed him desperately, sobbing and shouting: "Brother, it's me, it's me! I'm holding you, just bear with it, just dig out the rotten meat..."

In the depths of the cargo hold, apart from the sound of knives digging at carrion, it was Li Jue's cry. He kept crying until the clothes in front of him were wet, and he couldn't cry until the end, sobbing loudly.

When he was about to faint from crying, Ziobai finally stopped his frightening movements.

"Isn't the wound covered?" Li Jue clenched his elder brother's broad palm and rubbed it against his face, "Ziaobai, give it to him for me..."

"You have to do something, Xiaojue." Zaobai was tired and lost energy, his complexion was very bad, and his tone was even worse, "He is your elder brother, not mine."

Li Jue's face turned pale, and he squirmed his lips in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I used it too much, thank you Zibai, thank you."

Zibai stayed away from them, barely rested for a while, and woke up to find that Li Jue hadn't wrapped up Qi Zizhi's wound.

"..."

Jiao Bai knows the character of the protagonist Shou, so she feels chest tightness and shortness of breath, and wants to hit someone.

Don't blame him. The supporting actors got hurt in various ways for him, didn't he do the same? just cry. After crying enough, go back to find Shen Ernan, and beg him to save his male partners.

Then he was tortured by Shen Er'an until he was breathless.

The plot is repeated, and the dog's blood rises three feet.

Jiao Bai supported the side of the boat and stood up, shaking his body before he stood still. He walked over, first lifted Li Jue away, and then wrapped up Qi Zizhi's wound.

at last,

"clap clap"

Jiao Bai lashed out at Qi Zizhi's unburned face.

"You **** haven't tortured me enough, what the hell! Get up for me!"

To live, one must have an idea.

Good, bad, either way, it has to be there.

This is called belief.

Jiao Bai is an old man when it comes to dying, he sneered, and slapped Qi Zizhi's face like a pig's head.

Tired of fanning, Jiao Bai knelt down on one knee, leaned close to Qi Zizhi's bleeding ear, and said a word in a volume that the sluggish Li Jue couldn't hear.

—When you die, I will throw your baby brother into the sea to feed the fish.

Ziao Bai's little finger curled up on the ground was caught by Xuxu, and his rough and hot fingertips rubbed against it.

"Little brother..."

Zaobai shook his hand away in disgust.

Qi Zizhen has a good foundation. He woke up in the morning on the first day of the junior high school, and when he woke up, he stared at his younger brother who was nestled beside him: "Xiao Jue, you surprised big brother."

Li Jue's eyes were sleepy: "Huh?"

Qi Zizhi patted his head: "Don't do stupid things in the future, brother won't abandon you."

Seeing that his elder brother came back to life, Li Jue relaxed, his eyelids were sticky, but he was still holding on.

Qi Zizhen was amused by his younger brother's cute appearance, the haze in his heart, and the decadence and depression caused by the pain in his body dissipated a lot.

"Sleep, brother will stay with you." Qi Zizhi patted his younger brother's slender back, and fell asleep himself.

Until the boat began to heave violently, there were screams outside one after another.

Qi Zizhen let his younger brother hide in the cargo hold, he swallowed the painkillers, dragged his legs out slowly, and soon he came back, his face was unprecedentedly dignified, with a hint of bewilderment.

The worst has come.

A few minutes ago, the captain was operating on the bridge, and his mental state was very poor and he could not concentrate.

The deputy next to him was younger and stronger than the captain. He dripped a few drops of eye drops into his eyes, and after a while he stood guard at his post. A new year brings new hope.

With such expectation, the deputy monitored the radar without blinking.

When the radar resumed operation, the deputy forgot to shout, and he said to himself in a daze: "It turned out to be going south... It's too far away..."

The deputy unconsciously gestured with his hand: "As long as you go to this turning point, you can return to the original course..."

Just when he came back to his senses and was so excited that he wanted to inform the captain, the ship suddenly bobbed violently up and down.

Then came the exclamation of colleagues.

After he asked through the intercom, he found out that the earthquake the night before yesterday had indeed damaged only one warehouse, but several warehouses had hidden injuries of varying degrees, which were difficult to detect with the naked eye.

It's fine if the waves aren't big.

But when they encounter huge waves, like the one just now, they are all pushed away.

ferry……

It's going to sink.

The alarm bell rang for a full minute, bringing with it a sense of flight.

You can't stay on the boat, and you have a chance to go to sea. Everyone must stay away from the big ship as soon as possible, without delaying a moment.

The crew rushed to the living quarters, where there were lifeboats.

Originally there were two on board, but one was damaged in the first half of this year. The captain kept saying to replace it, but he forgot. Others didn't think of reminding.

This route has been run many times without any problem, they are careless.

Fortunately, several colleagues did not escape this trip, and a lifeboat could fit.

As for the extra outsider, I can't control it.

So from the time the lifeboat entered the sea to when the crew members sat in with life jackets on, everything was safe and sound, and there was no fight or fight.

Uncle Zhao was knocked out by the old man and thrown into the lifeboat, he didn't care about Zibai.

The old man has long seen that the relationship between him and Ziababi is not what it was presented to the outside world, and he did not abandon him because of the years of working together, or maybe it is a matter of little effort to bring him along, and the right is for himself and his unborn grandson Accumulate virtue.

Zizania has no strength and cannot be squeezed. Neither could Qi Zizhi and Li Jue.

The three of them were either badly injured or unable to restrain themselves, so there was a picture of them sitting on the deck watching the lifeboat go away.

"It's over..." Li Jue widened his empty eyes.

Qi Zizhi hugged him in his arms, his words of comfort were stuffed in his ruptured throat.

The sea breeze on the deck carried Li Jue's cries.

Ziao Bai touched the necklace around his neck through his clothes and squeezed it tightly, so that group of people can still take Uncle Zhao with them, that's all.

The result of the sinking of the ship was unexpected and expected for him.

Ziobai squinted his eyes to see the sea and sky connected together. His eyes hurt after staring for a long time. He stood up and turned around to look for a life jacket in the cabin.

After a while, Ziabazania felt disgusted as if someone pinched his face, opened his mouth, and forcibly poured in a vat of thick blood.

Because he struggled to the last bit of strength, he managed to find two life jackets.

They were all snatched away by Qi Zizhi.

He snatched it abruptly and gave him a knife.

It was the knife that I used to dig up rotten meat and clean his wounds last night.

Zibai didn't want to swear anymore, and he didn't want to vomit anymore. He slumped on the ground clutching his bleeding stomach, staring at Qi Zizhi who put on the life jacket for Li Jue.

At this moment, the ship is sinking.

Seabirds flew over the deck, their scarred wings flapping, and their mouths neighing unpleasantly.

"Brother, go look for it again." Li Jue grabbed the clothes around his breathless heart, "What about Zibai? What if he doesn't have a life jacket?"

Qi Zizhi checked whether his younger brother's life jacket was on.

"Brother!" Li Jue trembled, "We can't leave him behind!"

Qi Zizhi's half face covered with rags stings: "Xiao Jue, haven't you been asking me why I tied him?"

Li Jue subconsciously covered his ears and didn't want to hear it, but his elder brother forcefully pulled his hand down, saying every word: "The Qi family can have today, the first effort is his contribution."

Qi Zizhi didn't have time to speak slowly, he only talked about a few points.

After listening to a part of it, Li Jue's ears buzzed: "How could this be...how could this be..."

Qi Zizhi picked up the last good life jacket on the boat. At that moment, he glanced at the young man who was sitting not far away, looking at him peacefully with his red eyes.

Can't help but stunned.

What followed was unspeakably weird.

Why so calm? It's like... God looking at ugly humans.

Qi Zizhen's ambiguous emotions were subdued by the anger contained in his thoughts, and he no longer looked at the young man.

If he had looked again, he would have seen something different.

It was the resentment that wanted to bite off a piece of his flesh.

Qi Zizhi put the life jacket on the boat a few times, picked up his younger brother and brought him to the guardrail: "Jump!"

Li Jue cried and shook his head: "No...I don't...Ziaobai is still on the boat...Brother...He's bleeding, why are you..."

Qi Zizhi gritted his teeth, picked up his younger brother, and threw the lifebuoy into the sea with him.

"Asparagus—"

Li Jue choked on the water, he yelled hoarsely, and was pushed onto the life buoy by the jumping brother.

Qi Zizhen was about to push his younger brother away when he sensed something and looked back.

A tall and thin figure was lying on the side of the guardrail.

One arm hung down, and the blood between the fingers dripped down, and was blown away by the sea breeze.

Qi Zizhen knew that his position would not be stained with blood, but he just felt a drop on his face, and it was still on the part where he wrapped the cloth strip.

The blood is hot.

The wound under the cloth strip seemed to be burning.

Qi Zizhi suddenly turned his gaze back, and the figure of pushing his younger brother away seemed a bit panicked.

Ziababa was the only one left on the boat.

Ziabab treated the injury on his stomach briefly, and then just lay down wherever he wanted. He told Qi Zizhi before that he couldn't swim, that was a lie, he could, and he was pretty good.

But now when he hits the water, he will sink for a while.

No energy.

Jiao Bai looked at the activity levels of Qi Zizhi and Li Jue, the latter remained unchanged, while the former was stuck at 49.

Let's sleep first. Ziobac couldn't hold back and closed his eyes.

Stomach hurts, **** it.

This knife must be written down, written down...

Li Jue was floating on the sea, his desire to survive soon made him unable to worry about Jiaobai, he desperately followed his eldest brother.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Jue breathed weakly and said, "Brother, I can't do it anymore."

Qi Zizhen couldn't do it either, but he had a will to hold on, as long as he floated ashore, he would usher in a brand new life, and he had to go back to Nancheng to investigate Xiaoshuang's death.

"Persist a little longer, don't sleep, Xiaojue..." Qi Zizhi kept yelling in his younger brother's ear.

Li Jue responded dizzily.

The day passed, the night came, and the sky light once again tore the darkness.

Qi Zizhi and his younger brother had been floating on the sea for dozens of hours, when a dark shadow appeared in his dull vision.

It's a boat.

"There's a boat, Xiaojue...a boat is coming!" Qi Zizhi moved his stiff arms and took off his jacket, grasped it with his white fingers, held it high, and swung it with all his strength.

The sea water on the jacket fell down, accompanied by the rumble of the ship, like the music of hope.

It was a black ship that came.

The ship is full of outlaws who live by robbery.

But instead of passing over the heads of the two rescuers, the boat stopped.

Because a few days ago, when they were robbing a merchant ship that had strayed due to a man-made accident in the deep sea, the captain's daughter fell in love with one of the Chinese men and insisted on marrying him.

Now the Chinese man asked to put the ladder, and his English pronunciation is very fluent and authentic. He has obviously lived in England for many years.

"A Lin!" Qi Zizhi saw clearly the person swimming towards him.

Qi Lin has half-length hair, and a row of earrings on his ears. The sea water hits his gloomy eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes that have not slept well for a long time are bloodshot.

"Get on the boat first." Qi Lin stretched out his hand to pull the eldest brother, and the other hand was about to reach out to the person next to him with his head drooping, but he stopped abruptly in mid-air, and asked abruptly, "Where is he?"

Qi Zizhi's brain had insufficient blood supply, and his limbs were also frozen: "What?"

Qi Lin looked at him with a strange look: "Brother, where is the bamboo shoot you kidnapped?"

Before Qi Zizhen finished speaking, there was a girl's voice on the boat. She was an English girl with a very good figure, blond hair and blue eyes.

At the same time, she made several of her father's men jump to save people.

As soon as Qi Lin boarded the boat, he repeated the question in the sea.

Qi Zizhi coughed.

"Second...Second brother..." Li Jue, who was wrapped in a blanket beside him, said in a trembling voice, "Ziaobai is still on the cargo ship. The ship has damaged several warehouses and sank. There is only one lifeboat, which was driven away by the crew. us…"

"Only...Only two life jackets, brother and I, the two of us... Is there any... He was injured, he has been injured all the time, what should we do, what should he do..."

Li Jue spoke incoherently.

Qi Lin looked at his elder brother, and then at the young man whom his elder brother had mentioned many times even though it was his first time meeting, he thought of a possibility. I want to cry and laugh, but I can't make any expression, the corners of my lips are so stiff.

"Brother, it was wrong." Qi Lin pulled his hair for a while, "We made a mistake."

Qi Zizhen didn't understand: "What?"

Qi Lin took out something from the pocket of the long windbreaker, spread it out, and asked the young man, "Do you know him?"

Li Jue shook his head lightly, he subconsciously looked at his elder brother, this look made him stunned: "Elder brother...?"

Qi Zizhi stared at the jade pendant like a ghost, he was very familiar with it.

Every child in the Qi family has one.

"It's from Zizania." Qi Lin said something that only his elder brother could understand.

Qi Zizhi blurted out: "Impossible!"

Qi Lin didn't convince his eldest brother at this time, he had more important things to do. Qi Lin put down his jade pendant and got up to find the English girl, asking her to take him to the cab.

On the way, he told the girl that his brother had not been found.

The girl was very enthusiastic and quickly asked the first officer, "Are there any ships nearby?"

"Radar didn't detect it." The first officer was a bearded uncle with a decent temper. "There are times when the radar can't detect it."

"Qi, did you hear that, there is still a possibility that the boat your brother is on..."

Qi Lin left without listening to the girl. When he saw his elder brother hugging the young man, as if he was holding the last hope and luck, the floodgate of controlling emotions in his heart opened instantly.

"You know all about it, why are you still holding him?" Qi Lin strode over a few times and growled gloomily.

Qi Zizhi pointed at Li Jue and said firmly, "Ah Lin, you were wrong, Xiao Jue is our younger brother."

Qi Lin found that the jade pendant was worn on the young man's neck, his breathing suddenly became violent, he pulled back the jade pendant, turned around and punched his eldest brother.

When the elder brother found out that the young man had stayed in the Changning Orphanage and was supported by the Qi family, he decided on the basis of this connection, and couldn't wait to hold on to the new power in his life. He persuaded him several times, but the eldest brother insisted on his point of view.

He had no choice but to go to the boy's hometown to confirm in person.

The harvest is there, and I took the risk of checking and checking, and confirmed it again and again, but when he finally reunited with his elder brother...

"Age..." Qi Zizhen suddenly thought of something, and his dead face came alive, "The age is not right!"

"Ziaobai escaped from the orphanage to play. When he was picked up, his adoptive mother was infertile and the family needed a child. They were afraid that his family would find him, so they did not register him according to the date of birth on the jade pendant. "Qi Lin sneered, "An extra year is reported, but he is actually only eighteen."

The flame in Qi Zizhi's eyes went out instantly: "Impossible..."

"Impossible, how could that kind of person be a child of the Qi family, he harmed Xiaoshuang, he will never be our younger brother..." Qi Zizhi spat out a mouthful of blood, "Xiao Jue is... Xiao Jue is... "

Qi Lin looked at the foggy sea, his dripping hair was pushed back, and the water droplets from the tips of his hair were all soaked in his shoulders and back, which were not as generous as his elder brother.