01 Wandering on an island
Her face was cold, with a salty taste, and when she opened her eyes laboriously at night, she was greeted by an endless sea, blue and blue, connected with the sky, and half of her face was immersed in the seawater, which was bitterly cold.
The night moved, as if she was falling apart, but fortunately, it didn't hurt her bones, the night turned her head, and Chu Ci was lying next to her who was holding her hand tightly.
She still remembered that before she fell into a coma, Chu Ci held her tightly in her arms, and the perseverance that the man who usually looked at the hippie smiling face had never had, seemed to be gentle.
After resting for a while, he got up with some difficulty in the night, and checked Chu Ci's body first, it seemed that both of them were very lucky, and Chu Ci only had a slight abrasion and a fracture of his left hand.
After checking her baggage, fortunately, nothing was missing, and the waterproof performance of the love gun was very good. Only the bandages are soaked, and it is estimated that they are all salted when they are dried.
They are now on an isolated island, and when they see it at night, the island is very large, but they don't know the direction. And it wasn't where she expected.
The two of them soaked in the sea water for a long time, if they didn't make a fire as soon as possible to drive away the cold, they were likely to get sick, once they got sick on this isolated island, there was no other way but to die, even if they brought a little medicine at night, they could only save the emergency.
The ancient trees are towering and lush, and the night did not dare to take Chu Ci directly into the forest, but chose a flat and dry place on the beach and placed Chu Ci.
It was really uncomfortable to be wet, and it was getting dark again, so I could only go to the forest at night to pick up dry branches and leaves to make a fire.
The trees in the forest grow very well, with lush branches and foliage, which shade the sky and the sun, and do not let in a single ray of light.
The night pulled out the thorn in his hand to defend himself, because no one knew if there would be any poisonous insects, poisonous snakes, beasts and the like in this forest.
After picking up a little dry branch, the night did not go in.
I wrapped the dry branches into a bundle with a discarded bandage, put them under the tree, and climbed up a large tree in the night.
This tree is more than ten meters high, it is the tallest of the surrounding trees, and it reaches the top in a few nights, and the surrounding scenery comes into view when you stand on the high branches.
The undulating dark green waves are endless, stretching and connecting with the sea, it is expected that this island will definitely not be small, squinting at night, keenly seeing that there is smoke rising, and more than one place, someone?
The delicate little nose of the night is wrinkled, not good, there are three places in this smoke, then there are only three possibilities, first, this island is inhabited, but this may not be big, this is an isolated island, once there is a natural and man-made disaster, it is inevitable that there is no place to escape, those who have money will not come, and those who have no money will not come.
Second, those bodyguards and flight attendants also fell here, not to mention the possibility of falling on an island, not to mention that there are only four of them in total, not everyone can light a fire without any tools. It's still that fast.
The last one is possible, someone is playing a lonely island survival game on a lonely island, and it may even be the army or special forces, the former is okay, the latter is not easy to do, if it is a secret organization of a certain government, the two of them may have to take their lives at night.
But the possibility of the latter is very large, the night estimated the distance between the three rising smokes, raised three puffs of smoke, and covered the real fire with earth, so that the enemy could not determine their position through the smoke, which was a very common means of confusion, she had seen more in the jungles of Vietnam, and a word immediately popped up in the night's mind, exercise.
After hesitating for a while, the night dispelled the idea of exploring, quietly slid down the tree, and quietly left with the bundled branches on his back.