As the days went by, I tried to keep my sanity and find a way to get out of here.

But it's scary to be alone. Since there is no one to communicate, many memories will flood into the mind.

Most of these memories are very negative things that I have experienced in the past.

Because of these memories, my emotions began to get out of control.

Sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes angry, sometimes hopeless.

I knew in my heart that sooner or later my reason would be overwhelmed by these emotions and lead to the abyss of collapse.

I tried to talk to myself, but it got worse.

Even when I went into the water to catch abalone, I had the idea of suicide, and I didn't know that I ran out of gas.

When I came back to my senses and struggled desperately to drag my tired body back to the beach, my tears flowed uncontrollably.

I've spent fifteen days on this deserted island.

There is still not a single human figure to be seen, not even a seabird.

The sane line of defense was on the verge of being struck by despair, and for the first time I realized how fragile people were.

You don't have to be counted and killed by others, you can kill yourself yourself.

I lay on the beach, letting the water lap against me.

At this time, a seven-star ladybug landed on the tip of my nose.

My eyes quickly focused on it, and the flame of hope was rekindled.

I immediately established synaesthesia with it and read its memories.

A beautiful little village came to mind.

A few women in headscarves, rags, and clogs were washing clothes by the river, and children with pigtails and pigtails were playing happily by the river with dog's tails.

I snapped back to my senses, and the seven-star ladybug flew up and landed on my shoulder.

This land should not be far from this small island, otherwise this seven-star ladybug would not have flown that far.

As I was thinking this, something floated from the surface of the sea not far away, like some kind of container.

Without thinking, I jumped straight into the water, swam quickly forward, and picked up the container.

It is a very elaborate polychrome porcelain vase, with two green and red snakes entwined together.

I swam back to the main island with the vase, and then reached out and opened it.

It contained a small map, like a map of some kind of tunnel, with red dots in many places.

For a while, I couldn't figure out what this map was for.

But what is certain is that there must be land not far ahead, and there are also human beings.

The flame of hope was rekindled, and my heart began to wonder how to get out of this damn place.

However, the roof leak happened to rain overnight, and a rumbling thunder and lightning suddenly broke the silence.

I quickly turned around to see that a thick thundercloud was moving towards me.

"Damn it!"

I cursed, quickly turned around and returned to the shelter from the wind, and then wrapped myself in a blanket and leaned against the reef.

The thunderclouds came after a while, and the sky that had been very clear suddenly became dark and abnormal, and the wind was fierce.

The rain poured down from the sky.

I held my breath and quietly endured the ravages of nature.

Syllable!

There was a lightning strike, and a pine needle tree not far in front of me was directly hit and caught fire.

A deafening thunder followed, and lightning illuminated the dim surroundings like a bright light.

My heart couldn't help but tremble, and I thought to God bless, don't let a thunderbolt fall on me.

Anyway, I haven't done anything hurtful to live so big!

The pine needle trees burned for a while before being extinguished by the rain, and a smell of burnt flesh came from them.

Thunder and lightning continued to fall around me unceremoniously, as if God was deliberately teasing me.

I don't know how long it took, but the thunder faded away, and the rain slowly subsided.

I lifted the heavy blanket, wiped a handful of rain from my face, and sneezed violently.

The sea breeze blew, and I shivered violently.

It's absolutely not okay to go on like this, I have to get out of this place where birds don't.

I glanced at the seven-star ladybug that had just rested on my shoulder, it had been rain-drenched listless.

"Brother, you can't be finished, I'm still waiting for you to go over and explore the way!" I said softly.

As night falls, tonight is colder than ever.

Everything around was wet, and there was no way to make a fire to keep warm.

I had to hide behind the reef and keep stuffing chili peppers into my mouth to keep my body warm.

The next morning, I woke up in a daze.

The sky was cloudless, and the blue seemed to have been swept by the wipers.

The seven-star ladybug is still stubborn, and it is brushing its wings on my shoulder.

I controlled it towards sea level, hoping to calculate the distance from the land.

About three hours after it flew out, six fishing boats came into view.

I hurriedly controlled it and landed on the ship, where an old man was harvesting fish, and seven young strong men were helping him.

These people are dressed very old, with neat short hair, and their skin should belong to the yellow race.

I disconnected the synaesthesia, quickly collected pine hair, cut down pine trees, collected a lot of combustibles and lit them.

Due to a rainstorm yesterday, these things were very damp and a thick smoke came out of it.

The fishermen noticed the smoke from my side, and after a little discussion, they collected the fish and walked towards me.

I was excited, and quickly turned around and went back to pack my backpack and threw the porcelain vase I picked up yesterday into it.

An hour later, the fishermen rowed their boats to the island.

They looked down at me in amazement, as if they were looking at an alien.

I smiled a little awkwardly, stretched out my hand, and said, "Hello." ”

The old man asked what they were saying, but I couldn't understand what they were saying.

However, their language definitely belongs to the Chinese language family, and there is a smell of Hokkien.

I used international body language to tell them about the shipwreck.

After all, if you tell people that you were sent here by a white light, they will definitely not believe it.

The old man was very kind, and he invited me to the boat and promised to take me out of this place.

I hurriedly folded my hands to thank you, and everyone present was slightly stunned, and then a kind smile appeared on their faces.

I don't know what they're laughing at, but I'm still on the boat.

The old man brought me bedding and hot water, and I hurriedly thanked me.

He tried to talk to me again. I made a close look, and gradually I was able to understand what they were saying.