At night, the island looks even more hideous and frenzied. The sea breeze blows the huge waves, shaking the reef to the sky. Even when hiding in the house, the sound of the rain crashing on the glass can scare the children's souls.

It was destined to be a sleepless night, no one dared to go out on such a day, and even sleeping peacefully was a luxury, and the feeling that the island was beautiful like paradise was gone forever.

Of course, among these people, there are not including the father and son of the Yu family, under the care of Pear Blossom, the two of them slept dimly and never woke up directly.

Pear Blossom took the pear, after all, it was better for the child to stay by her side and watch on such an unsettling night.

He walked around the island for the past two days, and then he was bored and had to play games.

Keep fighting, keep fighting, keep fighting......

If it weren't for the extracurricular homework she assigned, the pears were completed on time and in quantity, and the quality was guaranteed, she would definitely feel that this child was decadent.

At this time, there was only the sound of Yi Jae-wook and Riko arguing in the room.

"How is this game played?Why can't I search for it on the Internet?" Yi Jae-wook asked a little depressed as he looked at the blank computer page where he was searching.

He just watched the pear playing, and it was quite interesting, but he couldn't find the game, which made him a little blind.

The pear face didn't give him one, and he ignored it, "What do you want to do? It's not impossible to play if you want to, beg me!"

"Poof...... I have to beg you to play a game, isn't it too much?" Yi Jae-wook almost vomited blood.

This kid doesn't know what's going on, but he always likes to go against him, whatever he says, the little kid has to say a few words, but now it's good, and let him ask for it.

Thinking that he is the president of a group, he also has a net worth of tens of billions, and he has countless capable people, so do you need to ask for someone for such a trivial matter?

He took out his mobile phone, took several pictures of Lizi's computer, and then sent them to Tang Yuming, who was far away in Binjiang City. At that time, he was helping Qi Dongyang outwit that brainless greasy uncle at the Qi family.

He was still more concerned about Yi Zaixu's affairs, so he hurriedly took out his computer and began to search.

"Strange? Why is there no content at all, it's clean, and it's not even an entry. ”

There is no picture of the game in his computer, and even, these words have nothing to do with the game, and all that comes out is a bunch of advertisements for a certain treasure to promote goods.

He was unwilling to continue to search for the Internet, and entered the "Violent Hero" sent to him by Yi Zaixu.

This time, a bunch of news about violence ~ force came out, what, the woman abused the man, and the man beat the woman for a long time, so that the woman had a miscarriage and was hospitalized......

In short, there is a lot of news, but none of it is related to the game.

"What's wrong?" Tang Yuming was completely blind.

This feeling makes him very unsure, in this world, nothing can escape his tracking, if there is, it must be a loophole, he will never allow such a thing to happen.

He was completely absorbed in the pleasure of searching, unable to extricate himself.

And Yi Jae-wook, who is far away on the island, waits for news from the left and waits for no results, and waits for the right without results.

He kept walking around the room with his hands behind his back, glancing at the "oil bottle" from time to time, and he wanted to play with him and enhance the emotional exchange between them.

After all, maybe in the future, it will be a family. He had unrealistic fantasies in his heart.

It's just that no matter how much he thinks, others don't give him this opportunity.

Pear dominates the computer, but he doesn't play with him, and he doesn't even want to explain, so he pretends to be unconscious.

He looked at Rika for help, but saw that she was just staring out the window, and he didn't care what happened to these two people at all.

He hesitated, walked up to her, looked at the rainstorm, and sighed, "It seems that such a storm has happened once in Savage Mountain, right?"

At that time, many of the trees on Savage Mountain had been blown down, and the stream was so overflowing that it almost washed away the cabin.

That day, he was unfortunate enough to go out alone, and on the way back after dark, he encountered such a thunderstorm. The thunder exploded above his head, and he even saw with his own eyes that a crooked-necked tree not far from him was cleaved with a "click", giving him the illusion that he was going to split himself in half at any moment.

He walked in the rain, and the fear and helplessness in his heart made him run. However, the mountain road was muddy, and before he started, he fell down.

Just as he was grinning and trying to get up, he saw a white and tender hand stretched out from the rain waterfall, and lifted him up.

Heavy rain invaded his front door, and he opened his mouth to say something, but was immediately blocked by the rain.

The flowers didn't wait for him to talk nonsense, and pulled him up and ran in the direction of the cabin.

That hand was so soft and cold, even a little slippery, that it made him feel a little unsteady, as if that hand would be out of his control at any time, making him out of reach.

After trekking all the way, when I finally arrived at the cabin, it was already late at night. The road was very bumpy, they had no flashlights, no lanterns, no torches, and they relied entirely on the light of lightning in an instant, to see the road clearly, and then stumbled back.

At that time, the two of them were so embarrassed that they seemed to have been fished out of muddy water, soaking wet, and shivering with cold.

By the time Hua'er had finally boiled the hot water, he had changed into a set of clean clothes at will, and went into the quilt to lie down.

He felt that he was so cold, and after a while, he felt that it was too hot to be good, and he was in a daze, and he only felt that after his hands touched his forehead, and then a cold handkerchief was attached to his forehead, which made him feel much better.

He subconsciously grabbed those hands, grabbed them tightly, put them in his heart, and fell asleep peacefully.

At dawn, he opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Hua'er lying on the side of the bed sleeping, and his hand was still tightly grasping Hua'er's hand, showing the appearance of fingers crossed.

He didn't know why, he was happy in his heart, he liked this feeling so much, just gently pulling, as if he had the whole world.

Maybe he was too excited, and the flower woke up a little, so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Hua'er's hand was withdrawn from his hand, and before he could be disappointed, the familiar feeling on his forehead came again, and he couldn't help but sigh comfortably.

"What are you doing, what are you pretending to sleep when you wake up?" Hua'er patted him through the quilt with some annoyance.

"No, I just woke up, I didn't pretend. "He doesn't admit it, and he doesn't admit it when he kills him.