In the quiet of dusk, the sunset slowly sets on the sea level. The air is slightly damp, and if you smell closely, you can smell a faint smell of sea. The vast sea stretches as far as the eye can see, and the waves crash against the rocks on the shore. The tide rises and falls on the beach, and a large sea turtle squints lazily, enjoying the last sun.

Not far from the big turtle was a dilapidated hut, a very simple house, with a few large holes in the roof exposed, as if a strong sea breeze could blow the house away. The room was similarly rudimentary, with a bed, a table, a chair, an oil lamp, and an old man

The old man was smoking, and the long cigarette stick reminded people of Master Ji in the TV series. Squinting slightly, he wrapped his cigarette holder vigorously, coughed twice from time to time, and there was a big gourd on the table next to him. There was a teenager lying on the bed, with straight facial features and a tall nose, although he was not very handsome, but he was also relatively good-looking. Mo is about seventeen or eighteen years old, but he is nearly one meter nine tall.

I don't know if it was the smell of smoke in the house that was too loud, or the old man's coughing that woke up the boy. The boy's closed eyes twitched, and he slowly opened them. His nose wrinkled slightly, and he smelled the wanton second-hand smoke in the room, and the boy coughed twice, "Ah" The boy screamed in pain, and this cough touched the wound on his stomach. He looked down and saw that the knife in his abdomen was gone, and the wound was wrapped. It is not a medical gauze, but a white cloth made of the same material as clothing.

He raised his head to look at the dimly lit cabin and the strange old man next to him and asked, "Uncle, what kind of place is this?" The old man ignored him and continued to spit fog there, as if nothing big was important to this smoking gun. The boy was also quite helpless, but helpless. Licking his dry lips and looking at the old man again, he asked, "Uncle, do you have anything to drink?" Hearing this, the old man looked up at him, was silent for a while, and then pushed the gourd on the table to him, turned his head and continued to swallow the clouds and spit out the fog, but there was a hint of banter in his eyes.

Of course, the banter in the old man's eyes couldn't see it, he was thirsty to death, and the old man looked at him. He took the gourd, thanked him, and hurriedly pulled out the stopper and poured it into his mouth. As soon as he poured a large mouthful, he spit it out, and a wave of hot air swept from the inside out, from the bottom to the top, and instantly occupied the head. The young man's eyes were instantly red, and his little face was ruddy, and he couldn't see any sickness. The strong cough not only made his throat sore, but also caused the boy to sweat uncontrollably.

"Old man, you're broken. I'm a sick person, you give me a drink of liquor," the young man looked at the old man angrily, and roared hoarsely. The old man on the side also ignored him at all, and sat on the chair and 'enjoyed' himself. Seeing that the old man ignored him, the young man was also a little angry, and wanted to go out after getting out of bed. He also had to hurry to find his domain and explain things clearly.

When he reached the door, he was a little dumbfounded. Where is this? How am I at the beach? Is there still a sea around Tarzan? The rain is so big that the mountain village is flooded? It is also too flooded, this is the real sea, the beach, the shells, the reef, and a large sea turtle. The young man stood at the door of the wooden house and stared blankly at the sea in front of him, but his heart was like turning over the sea, and all kinds of questions came to his face.

Turning around, the young man looked at the old man and said, "Uncle, thank you for saving me, can you tell me what is so?" The old man didn't look at him, but just said "Donghai" Donghai? How could I be in Donghai? This is too far away, too outrageous. "Uncle, don't make trouble, how can this be the East China Sea, I'm obviously in Taishan Xialongyu Villa. "Uncle, where did you get me from? Why didn't you take me to the hospital when you rescued me? Do you have a phone to lend me a call? Can you take me to the nearest police station? Uncle, uncle, hey, hey old man, don't smoke" The old man 'enjoyed' with a relaxed expression, and didn't pay any attention to the teenager at all.

The young man looked at the old man in front of him angrily and cursed in his heart. Suddenly, the boy remembered that this old man loved to smoke so much, wouldn't it be nice to give him cigarettes? Thinking of this, I touched it on my body, but fortunately the cigarette was not lost. Looking at the delicate cigarette case in his hand, the boy thought of his girlfriend again. This cigarette box was bought for him by Xiao Yu'er, and he personally helped him pack it every time he bought cigarettes. Thinking of this, the young man's eyes moistened again, and he was determined to hurry to her side.

"Uncle, you smoke me, I'm a good smoke. The special China, taken from my old man, is much stronger than you, you can try it. As he spoke, he flattered the old man and lit it, and I have to say that the cigarettes given by the young man are indeed better than the old man's own. While the old man was 'enjoying', his gaze softened a lot as he looked at the young man.

"Uncle, you always give me instructions, send me to the police station, or borrow me to make a phone call. I will definitely thank you for saving your life after someone picks me up," the old man was a little confused, looked at the purple-haired young man in front of him anxiously, and said, "Where is the police station? What is the telephone? Should I have a telephone?"

Now it's the turn of the teenager to be confused, there are still excusable circumstances in this world who don't know the phone, and there is no signal if there is a phone in a remote place. But if you don't know the police station, it's a bit too much, children know that they have to hand over the money to the police uncle after picking up the money.

"Uncle, don't make trouble. You don't know where the police station is, let alone the Huaxia people, there are police officers in every country in the world" The young man squatted down, smiled and beat the old man's legs and said, The old man looked down at the young man, and really didn't understand what the child was talking about, "What is the world? What race are the Chinese people? Are you Chinese?" The old man looked at the young man with more interest

The young man is completely gone, the old man in front of him is joking with himself, and he really doesn't know. If it's a joke, it's okay to say, if you really don't know, then you obviously just finished the college entrance examination and traveled with a group of classmates. also let his girlfriend misunderstand and gave himself a knife. Looking down at the white cloth on his body, he felt the real pain coming from under the white cloth. It's all telling myself that it's not a dream, it's all happening.

When I was in school, I often read novels, and this kind of plot generally implies that the protagonist has been. The young man didn't dare to think about it anymore, he asked weakly, "Uncle, where is this?" "This is the East China Sea, didn't I tell you" The old man said impatiently

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