Huo Niansheng sat down on the edge of the bed, Chen Wengang was still a little dazed, and looked down at the pajamas he was still wearing. He looked ignorant and innocent that he didn't wake up, as if he still hadn't figured out how Huo Niansheng could carry him all the way to the boat without realizing it.

You can't push it up with a cart, do you?

Huo Niansheng reached out and rubbed his soft cheeks: "You didn't even know if I sold you."

Chen Wengang leaned back into the bed, his voice hoarse and soft: "Where do you want to sell it?"

Huo Niansheng took off his shoes and lay down: "Sell it to a place where you can't come back."

Chen Wengang asked: "Really?"

Huo Niansheng smiled.

He pillowed his hands, and the big lama occupied the center of the bed. Chen Wengang put his arm across his chest, and the whole person was glued. The temperature difference between day and night at sea is large, even a little cold, and the two snuggle up to each other's body temperatures, and their legs are hooked and entangled under the blanket. As the hull of the boat shook, Huo Niansheng turned over, lay on his side, propped his arms on the pillow, and went to find his lover's lips.

Lips and teeth are gently intertwined.

The fingers were inserted in the hair, and a sigh came out of the throat.

The night is long, and the waves rise and fall endlessly, like the rhythm of the breath of heaven and earth. But today, the breathing of the sea is extremely rapid, the wind is urgent, the hull is a little bumpy, and the sky is black and dark in the early morning, and it can already be seen that the weather is not too good.

The clouds were heavily obscured, and there were no stars or crescent overhead.

Chen Wengang's ears were filled with the sound of the tide in the distance, and he was hugged by Huo Niansheng, this bump was nothing to him. Most of the time, nature is not inherently kind. To be precise, he is not afraid to go to sea - it is not a question of whether he is afraid or not.

People born by the sea rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and rely on the sea to eat the sea, which is the inheritance engraved in the genes.

His father jumped out and became a land driver, but further up, his ancestors were fishermen. They have no choice, they are familiar with the sea, they throw themselves into the sea, and every time they go to sea, they may go and never return, which is the inevitability of survival.

In his previous life, Chen Wengang actually went out to sea many times, and that was many years after Huo Niansheng's death. He remembered the experience and attributed it to not being able to find an anchor in life. With a bit of world-weary self-destructive tendencies, he has done a lot of risky things that don't value life too much.

He even sailed a small sailboat himself to the sea, encountered countless situations, and finally came back with all his tails. Maybe it's because it's not time for God to take him in.

Later, Chen Wengang followed the sea cargo ship, but the captain did not dare to drive the boss down, and the crew had to accommodate him on the ship in surprise

Eat and live together. In fact, when he got to sea, no one cared about him soon, and most of the time, the seafaring life was only long and boring.

But it's better to be bored than to be in a dangerous situation.

Chen Wengang still remembers the most dangerous time, when they encountered a murderous wave at sea - that was the name of the crew, and more than ten winds set off the destruction

The deck is constantly being hit by the sea, and once someone is swept down, they really don't come back. The black waves were frozen from afar, like a heavy mountain, squeezing down in terror, and the steel ship lingered in it.

The dazzling thunder and lightning slashed straight from the sky to the ground, an extremely thick band of light, as if you could climb to the extreme of the sky by grabbing it.

But it is impossible for people to climb up, there is only a line between life and death.

The hull of the ship kept rising and falling, up and down, like riding on a completely out of control pirate ship, after a day and a night, everyone was holding the toilet and vomiting, even the oldest crew members, the cabin was in a mess, as if after a complete catastrophe.

The threat of disaster weighed overhead, and the captain told Chen Wengang that the overloaded motors were failing one after another.

There were still more than 100 nautical miles to the nearest anchorage, and their ship could not move forward, but was pushed back dozens of nautical miles overnight, getting farther and farther away from the hope of safety. The wind and rain did not stop for dozens of hours, and through the porthole, I even saw with my own eyes that the typhoon overturned another ship on the opposite side in the distance, lifted it up like a child's toy, overturned, and planted vertically at a 90-degree angle.

A young crew member asked if they had to go to the rescue, and the first and second officers replied in a low voice, but in fact they themselves were in danger, and there was a low and desperate mood around them. Some people are worshipping Buddha and Bodhisattvas, some are begging Mazu, and some people are chanting Jesus in their mouths.

At that time, Chen Wengang had an idea, maybe his destiny would end here. If their ship sinks, perhaps this is the best place for him. There have been countless souls buried in the sea throughout the ages, and I wonder if there is a place to return and finally be able to gather together in the underworld?

But the crew apparently didn't think the same way as he did, and everyone had their families waiting for them to get back safely. Some people are scolding that they won't go to sea for any money they will give in the future, but in fact they are just complaining, even if fate can favor them this time, they will still come out to beg for a living next time.

Chen Wengang stumbled back into his room—the way everyone on the boat had walked for dozens of hours—clutching onto the bed fixed to the ground, his arms bulging, hesitated for a moment, but still knelt down and prayed to God, who he didn't know where he was.

Later, I don't know who asked for the gods and Buddhas to manifest their spirits, and finally survived the typhoon, and their ship landed without danger.

Former Sander and Amanda take turns scolding him

, it was too dangerous, and then Chen Wengang's heart gradually faded.

The days of waiting for death to come are nothing but lengthiness and numbness.

He listened to the sound of the tide, slowly closed his eyes, shrunk into Huo Niansheng's arms, and the two fell asleep together for a while.

Waking up was a cloudy day.

Out of the sun, but completely hidden behind the clouds and disappeared, the whole sky was as cold as metallic emotionless.

The silhouettes of small islands and mountains loom on the skyline, which is very interesting in such weather, and the fog is hazy and ethereal, like an unreachable cave blessed land, almost making people hear the faint sound of fairy.

Even if you do go to the island, you may be full of undeveloped rocks and forests. The wind was much lighter, and Chen Wengang leaned on the railing to look at the sea water below. Huo Niansheng walked over and asked, "What are you thinking?" He looked at Huo Niansheng with a soft gaze: "When are we going back?"

Huo Niansheng leaned on the side of the boat and said with a smile: "If you don't go back today, okay?"

"Are you serious?" Chen Wengang's eyes widened slightly, he was still thinking about the Zheng family's family banquet, and he thought that he would have to go back in the evening, so that he could catch up tomorrow, not to mention that the Huo family should also have a family reunion, he reminded, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"It's not good to go back." Huo Niansheng said, "It's just a meal at home, and it's the same process every year." Chen Wengang was still hesitating, Huo Niansheng smiled and said, "What, you want to speak at home?"

He thought about it again, and finally smiled: "You are right, I take myself too seriously, it doesn't matter if I don't have me." Huo Niansheng changed his posture: "Or do you like a big family very much

How does it feel to be in one class?

Chen Wengang said: "That's not it. In fact, although we are all relatives, not all of them are familiar with each other, our role is similar to that of a waiter, someone comes in front, receives gifts, takes clothes, serves tea and pours water. At the end of the day, it's like a small worker.

You guys? Who else but you?

Okay, just me. Chen Wengang stretched out his index finger and put it on his mouth, Don't be so polite, just don't go back.

There is no WiFi on board, and there is no signal, and only satellite phones can be called. The two returned to the cabin, Chen Wengang really heard Huo Niansheng call Huo Zhenfei, he was willful and reckless, he didn't say a word in advance, Huo Zhenfei complained helplessly.

Chen Wengang also looked down at his mobile phone, but if the mobile phone is not connected to the Internet, it will become a brick. Quietly, one

messages, not a single phone call can come in.

The excuse that there is no signal solves everything. You don't have to think about who to send a message to, you don't have to explain your whereabouts to anyone, or explain why you're absent. Even if someone else has something to do, they can't find him if they want to find him.

Chen Wengang gave up thinking, he blindly followed Huo Niansheng and believed blindly, and the other party thought that it was no problem, then it would be no problem. Go back and squeeze next to each other to serve a bunch of people, of course, it is not as good as two people, and it is natural to spend time alone.

It's at sea, and no one else will see it, no matter what it does, and there will be no reproach or expectant gaze. Although there was no signal, the day was not boring.

Huo Niansheng swam twice in the water. Before going down, Chen Wengang poured the lotion into the palm of his hand and applied sunscreen to him. Huo Niansheng was bare-chested, with broad shoulders and broad back, his spine showed a deep groove, and the two sides held the strong back muscles of Kuiwei, and when he reached the waistline, he pulled it in, and the lines of regular exercise were full of strong strength.

Chen Wengang raised his eyes to look at him, and his hand was led to a place where he shouldn't go. He smiled and pushed Huo Niansheng, and then he was simply pulled into the water and swam with him for a while.

Huo Niansheng soaked in the sea, grabbed his hand and put it to his mouth: "I thought you didn't let me go to sea because I was afraid of danger." Chen Wengang just smiled and teased him: I'm bolder than you think. You can try.

After playing enough, he came back and sat down, the sun was still powerful, Chen Wengang was so sunburned that his cheeks were hot, and he went back to get an iced drink. The boat was well stocked, fresh water, food, daily necessities, towels and clothes, no problem for two days at sea.

There are semi-finished products in the refrigerator, and you can eat them after processing them. He opened the door to the refrigerator and saw the birthday cake in the box. In the evening, the sky cleared up, and the sunset lit up the sky for half a day, spreading like a raging rage into the sea. When the sun sets, a few stars are sparse on the night, and the round moon is bright and dazzling, and the clear light is sprinkled on the world.

The two sat on the couch on the deck and had dinner with spaghetti with tomato bolognese sauce and pan-fried steak with black pepper. The pasta only needs to be cooked, dressed with sauce, the steak is marinated, control the heat and fry it, Huo Niansheng poured a little white wine.

Chen Wengang was persuaded a few glasses, and then unknowingly pressed on the deck. Huo Niansheng leaned over and grinded with his ears.

The sea breeze swept the clothes on the ground.

Venus was born from the sea as the Red Fruit, the goddess of love and beauty. Huo Niansheng squinted, he was like a man who had been holding a boat for half his life, rowing across the ocean in only a small boat, surrounded by water, and unable to see the shore when he raised his eyes. He looked down and saw only an endless abyss beneath him. The surface of the sea divides two worlds, the cold nightmare under the water, and the brilliance of bliss on the water.

r / > he lost his course in this light, forgetting where he was going. He gazed intently and saw Venus, the star of Venus, on the sea.

After twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Chen Wengang had no time to pay attention to the time, and only heard him say in his ear: "Happy birthday." He lay on Huo Niansheng's shoulder, gritting his teeth and unable to speak.

Huo Niansheng slowed down, lowered his head and kissed his eyes: "Although it's your birthday, I'm actually the one who got the gift." His voice was hoarse and gentle, with an unfinished laziness, Twenty-one years ago you were born into the world, and you are my best gift.

After a while, Chen Wengang hugged him, and after a long time came back to his senses, he suddenly said, "I love you." Huo Niansheng hugged him silently, motionless, as if he didn't hear it. Chen Wengang was pressed against his chest, and the corners of his lips were dyed with a smile: Why, this sentence is not good?

Huo Niansheng pressed him tightly, as if he wanted to rub people into his bones and blood. Many mysteries were obscured in front of him, but a white light suddenly exploded, as if bringing infinite mysteries. He didn't see anything, but said in a mocking tone: "Say it a few more times."

He looked down and asked for his lips: he had to say it a few more times to get a sense of whether it sounded good or not. The corners of Chen Wengang's lips were outlined, attached to his ear, and said again.

Huo Niansheng glanced up at him and smiled: It's not easy. He sighed to himself, with great fanfare, and drove the ship and went to sea, and he really worked hard and did not look back, so he got this sentence.

Chen Wengang wrapped his arm around him, first laughing, he hugged Huo Niansheng, and in the place where the other party couldn't see, his expression gradually faded.

In fact, he himself is not a person who cares about love or not, at least he doesn't believe that he can say it with one mouth. In Chen Wengang's heart, he is actually inferior, no matter how much aura he uses to package himself. He was never quite sure that he was a person worthy of love, so he didn't have the courage

Qi calmly accepts the love of others. As for the ability to take the initiative to love others, it is not up to par at all.

Of course, if the other party is just willing to listen to this sentence, look, there is nothing to awkward.

This is more like an unfulfilled wish, he finally told Huo Niansheng - but the grass is messy in his heart, he is actually not sure whether this wish belongs to the other party or his own obsession. At most, it's better to have than nothing.

Huo Niansheng lay down and hugged him to his chest: Why are you unhappy? Chen Wengang shook his head and looked at his face: No. I'm actually very happy.

Huo Niansheng kissed him and found that many times, he was better than he imagined and Chen Wenguang

Imagination can see through him better. Like now, his heart was hot, and he felt soft and pitying: "That's a joke. I love you too, huh?" Chen Wengang looked back thoughtfully, Huo Niansheng smiled, and suddenly exerted his strength to pick him up.

He instinctively tried to struggle, Huo Niansheng said: Don't move, if you can't hold the two of us, we're going to fall together.

Chen Wengang put his arms around his neck and quieted down, overlapping his weight with his.

Before he put on his clothes, Huo Niansheng was still fully dressed, and the rough fabric rubbed against his skin, and a wave of shame and shame came up.

Huo Niansheng returned to the cabin and put the heavy man in his arms on the bed. Chen Wengang immediately crawled out and wanted to get out of bed and go to the bathroom to wash and clean up. Huo Niansheng suddenly leaned forward and grabbed his ankle: Say it again.

Chen Wengang was dragged back by him, hesitated, and complied.

Huo Nian praised contentedly: Good work.