Just when Li Suyun and Jiang Jianlong were standing at the top of the island, feeling desperate for being able to return to the mainland, a cold wind suddenly blew on the peak of the island, and the cold wind blew on their cheeks, as if they were experiencing pinprick pain, Li Suyun really couldn't stand it, he put his palm into his long sleeves and wrapped it, and then raised his hands to hold his cheeks and said to Jiang Jianlong: "Let's go down first, go to the boat to take shelter, the wind is too strong here, I can't stand it a little." ”

Jiang Jianlong looked around the island again, then filled the box with a box of ice and snow and said, "Let's go back to the ship." ”

It took Li Suyun and Jiang Jianlong five or six hours to climb from the boat to the top, but when they returned, because they had been walking downhill, they were more familiar with the road conditions, and they walked much faster down. But on the way back, both of them could not help but shed tears of despair, all the facts they faced, all the difficulties and pains, were unacceptable to anyone, and when they came to this isolated island, the facts now clearly told them that they were destined to be here for a lifetime, for them, there was no future, there was no hope, the symptoms of physical illness were showing day by day, the island was too scarce in resources, food was scarce, and there was no river, There was also the harsh and cruel weather, and both of them were thinking in their hearts about how long they could last on this island.

On the way back to the ship, Jiang Jianlong picked up some dead wood on the way back to the ship, and then put the iron box full of ice and snow on the simple stove, trying to melt the ice and snow inside and boil it through the fire. He was extremely thirsty now, and although he had some snow and ice on the summit of the island, he could not feel the moisture of water in his throat at all because of the extreme cold.

After returning to the cabin, Jiang Jianlong found that Li Suyun was unusually silent, she didn't speak, and her face was expressionless, when Jiang Jianlong boiled the ice and snow in the box, poured it into the water cup and handed it to Li Suyun, Li Suyun took the water cup, blowing the hot air in the water cup, looking at the cup with a wooden face, as if her heart was full of worries.

Jiang Jianlong didn't know what to say to her, he waited silently for the boiling water to cool down, drank a few gulps hungrily, and then he found his luggage in the cabin, and turned out a notepad in the luggage, this notepad was he just learned that he had cancer a month ago, he wrote something when he was alone in the ward, he opened the first page of the notebook and wrote a small poem he made up himself:

The rain falls on the face,

Can't wait for the sun,

It should have been a sentence,

This

I'm afraid it will be exchanged for a letter again.

I looked stupidly at the sky,

Imagine you,

Still stuck on the picture you gave me,

That look of pride,

and the euphemism that appeared,

I don't know now

Are you still like that?

Actually, there are some things,

We should all learn to forget,

For example, your good,

For example, my injury,

In fact, this love is born cowardly and embarrassing,

It's not exactly that you don't dare

But I can't give you the happiness and fulfillment I want to give you,

That's why I often stop when I'm near the node,

Set up a barricade for love to go away,

But you get into my mind all the time,

love

always sobered up again after getting drunk,

When did you understand the love of the world,

That's when you stayed in my mind,

Endless dreaming,

Fictional pages are wonderful,

It's a foggy city,

Standing in the pleasant scenery of the mountains and seas,

There are cliffs, cliffs,

A sailboat sailing far away,

Everything is like a mirror moon in the water,

Death at the touch of a button

This time

I shredded the ticket back,

went

and he will not return,

I hope to find a place to belong

Unload all sorrow,

I don't ask her to have wisdom and beauty,

As long as she understands me.

or

As with my experience,

Only in this way,

In the future, I won't go crazy because of blandness.

After Jiang Jianlong read the poem he wrote, he looked at Li Suyun, who was still sitting in the wooden, he calmed down, and turned the second page on the notepad, only to see that it was written:

I cried,

You laugh,

You go,

I stayed and continued to dream and sleep

It's a star fairy tale,

romantic

flooding,

When I woke up, I found that everything was average,

It's love,

It's all the same,

Beginning to be flat,

crazy

process

unforgettable

Ending Treasure,

Brewing after the fact,

sentimental

Regretful.

Jiang Jianlong then turned to the third page, which read:

The morning light scattered the earth,

The mist fills the hills,

Dawn says goodbye to midnight,

The morning breeze soothes the grass,

Sparrows frolicking on phoenixes,

Schools of fish leap into the water,

Farmer grazing early in the morning,

Wisps of smoke rise into the air,

A faint wafting orchid,

The spring water flows slowly,

The frog's voice gradually faded into silence,

bee buzzing pupae,

allow natural oxygen inhalation,

Feel the natural heritage,

Today you will be gone,

Shallow my sorrows,

You can come back as you please,

I don't look out for you.

After reading it, he turned to page 4 again:

When it rains, it stops,

Wake up when you sleep while dreaming,

The sound of tinkling raindrops,

Crisp hanging in the half-anhydride and half-sleep midnight,

On and off

Fantasy or delusion.

The slightest night rain causes resentment

Lying lightly on the grass of reality,

Wandering on the illusory path of love,

One step is a sweet innocent smile,

One step is a reluctant separation.

One by one, the footprints stepped in the loose sand on the beach,

The soft can't withstand a hint of wind,

Repeatedly smoky.

The rain disturbs the tranquility of the night,

Maybe I want to listen to a mysterious Qiongyin at night.

It is mixed with infinite lingering lovesickness and tenderness.

Love and hate in tone,

It's a pity but it's hard to earn,

Pain is mixed with sweetness.

Tossing and turning at the bottom of the edge line of the wave pushing the shore resistance.

Quiet night,

Silence finally returned

The silence is a little fresh,

It has an alluring floral scent.

And the darkness still has a solemn face,

Frightening chicks,

In the middle of the night when the rain is blowing.

Sleeping man,

Wandering in his dreams,

Sober people,

Silent crying.

Just when Jiang Jianlong saw the fourth page with his notepad, Li Suyun turned his back to him at this time, and suddenly said: "Thank you, thank you for saving me, but now ......."

Li Suyun was silent for a long time, and then continued: "But now I really don't have the courage to live, really, I'm completely desperate, except for waiting for death, I can't see any hope, except for pain, I can't see any happiness, except for the torture of memory, I can't feel a trace of warmth in my heart."

Then Li Suyun stood up and said to Jiang Jianlong coldly: "I don't know what kind of state of mind you are in now, anyway, for me, except for death, yes, only death can free me, I hope you don't stop me." ”

After Li Suyun finished speaking, he quickly rushed out of the cabin, and then ran into the sea, Jiang Jianlong saw this and immediately chased him out.