Four hundred and eighty speculation

In order not to affect Chu Nanzhu and Yuan Ye's interest in participating in the ball, the cook quietly left the dance party and went home to sleep. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info In addition to loneliness, a good night's sleep, woken up by a phone ringtone.

The cook grabbed her mobile phone and covered it in the quilt and whispered: "Hmm...... Hmmm......"

"Sister Cook, do you remember what your fiancé said when he last saw you?" On the phone was Yu Mocheng's voice.

"Of course I remember, I've lived by those few words all these years." The cook in a daze blurted out, and she sobered up after speaking, but she understood that it was her benefactor calling, and she didn't regret it.

"You say." Yu Mocheng's dumbfounded voice came.

"Uh," the cook in the bed was embarrassed for a long time, "that ...... This one...... Well...... Do you really want to hear it? ”

"Not a word." The little boy didn't think about the embarrassment in her big woman's heart.

Who called him Engong, if it weren't for him, the cook would still be living on the desert island. The cook gritted her teeth, and her face fluttered redly: "Hmm...... Fat again...... Not...... I like it...... Woo woo woo (one paragraph of onomatopoeia is omitted here.) ”

On the other end of the phone, Yu Mocheng couldn't help frowning: What is this woman doing? But as the onomatopoeia from the cook became more and more engaged, he understood, although the voices were different, but he couldn't help but think of the sound of Yuan Ye last night, and the hormone secretion speed accelerated in an instant, and at the same time understood what the cook meant, she didn't pull a voice to him to recall the sound of their last meeting.

Yu Mocheng knew for the first time that there were people in this world who were more rigid and rigid than him, and he patiently simulated the voice of the cook until meaningful words appeared.

"How many carats do you want for a wedding ring...... 30 carats are good...... Remember, it's thirty, what color do you want...... No, goose yellow, goose yellow is more flattering to you...... Remember, it's goose yellow...... Only goose yellow ......"

Yu Mocheng held the notebook and sat down, thinking repeatedly about the meaning of the cook's words in his mind. There are two words that his fiancé repeatedly emphasized, 30 and goose yellow. He dared to conclude that these two words contained the secret of that treasure.

But what does 30 and goose yellow represent? The map kept zooming in and out on the laptop screen, but Yu Mocheng couldn't figure out what this person wanted to tell his fiancée with these two words.

From morning to noon to afternoon, Ye Yuan had already prepared all the conditions for going to sea, just waiting for Yu Mo to say a word, but he had been settled, and Ye Yuan did not dare to disturb.

The golden yellow of the setting sun covered the sea, Yu Mocheng suddenly moved, raised his head and said to Ye Yuan: "Let's go, let's go to sea." ”

Ye Yuan was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, and hurriedly ordered the boat to start, before asking Yu Mocheng: "Where are you going?" ”

"Here." Yu Mocheng's finger on the computer screen.

Ye Yuan looked at the computer screen: "Curry Island, the treasure will be here?" ”

Yu Mocheng didn't answer, but sighed in his heart, it's not easy to figure out the thoughts of people he doesn't understand, he feels that he has died a few brain cells, and he finally came up with it, 30 degrees refers to 30 degrees south latitude, at 30 degrees south latitude, only Curry Island is marked with goose yellow, this coordinate is already very accurate, but if it weren't for Yu Mocheng, the cook would never have guessed that her fiancé had left him such a hint in his life.

Five days later, Yu Mocheng's boat arrived at Curry Island, and when he landed on the island, he saw a desolate and secluded desert full of yellow stones.

Thanks to the navy blue fox, angel fire 1073, evezhu2012 (to be continued.) )