Chapter 3: Wandering is the Fate of the Ship (2)

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The yacht turned off the radio and moved silently in the dark.

Cheng Mo lay on the deck and gasped, the sea breeze on the bow of the ship was like a high-powered electric fan, blowing at him at a close distance, mixed with a kind of reef-like mineral smell, making Cheng Mo feel like he was about to be blown into a salted fish.

The temperature difference between day and night in the Mediterranean Sea was very large, and he felt that his body was getting colder and colder when he was wearing only a shirt, and he couldn't help but start to shiver on the deck, and even his teeth chattered. And the rope tied to the body was also tighter because of the pull just now, and with those wounds that broke again, the whole person was really uncomfortable.

If another person encounters all this, it is estimated that he will want to die, but Cheng Mo tried his best, endured the huge pain around his body, twisted his body like an earthworm, moved the side of the railing, changed himself to a more comfortable position, and looked up at the vast starry sky above his head.

Cheng Mo leaned his head against the cold and hard railing like this, shivering over and over again, while looking up at the endless stars that he dreamed of when he was young.

In such a time of unpredictable and dangerous life, he remembered his experience in middle school.

Astronomy enthusiasts are undoubtedly lonely in a city like Star City, which doesn't even have a planetarium. Busy people are only interested in money and simple and direct pleasures, and no one likes to study plants and stars like him, and those are too far away for ordinary people.

An anthropological father and the limitations of heart disease make it difficult for him to find a fancier in the city.

He remembers his first stargazing time in the summer of the year he graduated from elementary school. It was the first time his father had taken him to a farther place, which was only on the outskirts of Tai Wai Mountain, less than a dozen kilometers away from the city.

I remember that night! My father set up a tent on the lawn, he sat on a small bench with mosquito repellent, quietly watched my father set up the tent, and then set up a stove and a pot, started a diesel generator, set up a camera and a telescope, and then gassed the inflatable bed, he jumped on the inflatable bed with joy, it was not dark at that time, there were frogs and insects chirping nearby, there were cooking smoke dogs barking in the distance, and the sky was blue and blue.

My father turned on the radio, and the radio was playing Jay Chou's "Xingqing". Then he set up an iron pot and began to cook instant noodles with mineral water.

At first, he disliked that instant noodles were not healthy enough, but later he was cried by instant noodles with eggs and chopped green onions.

During the meal, my father opened a small bottle of Erguotou, first worshiped heaven and earth, then ghosts and gods, and toasted him with the third cup of wine.

The stars have not yet come out, and everything is not good.

Why do you like stargazing?

Cheng Mo felt that he probably started at this moment.

He remembered that he and Xie Minyun were lying on the bed in the snow glass house, the two of them were holding hands across the quilt, looking up at the dark blue universe dotted with twinkling stars, a brilliant Milky Way across the sky in their field of vision, the two of them counted those beautiful constellations, and observed a spot of light in the Andromeda Galaxy, everything was so clear in the clear weather, as if they were within reach.

The stars are not there, but the warmth in the hands is so real.

He seemed to hear Xie Minyun say in his ear: "If only I could see a meteor!"

Cheng Mo closed his eyes, his body was trembling, and the pain that had just been driven away returned to his body again, and his heart was piercing.

So he opened his eyes again, and those distant lights seemed to be painkillers one after another, which relieved the boiling and deposited pain in his body a lot. He recited the names of the constellations in his heart over and over again, and tried to raise his hand to touch them, but found that he was tied tightly, so he could only sigh meaninglessly in his mind: "It's far away!

I don't know how long it took, Gao Yuemei, who fainted on the cockpit, woke up, she shook twice, staggered to Cheng Mo's side, and asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"

Cheng Mo nodded effortlessly, his teeth chattering in the cold wind, with messy hair and blood-stained T-shirt, coupled with that innocent expression was really pitiful.

Gao Yuemei thought for a while, gritted her teeth, and began to untie the rope that bound Cheng Mo, she said in a low voice: "Lin Zhinuo, don't be afraid, I will definitely save you, I will definitely save you......."

"Why do you call me Lin Zhinuo, but that villain calls me Cheng Mo?" asked Cheng Mo tremblingly.

Gao Yue Meiqiang smiled, "Both are your names, but Lin Zhinuo is your true identity." ”

Cheng Mo was full of doubts and said: "How do I remember that my name is Jing Xing.......?

"That's a bit complicated to say. Gao Yuemei helped Cheng Mo stand up, she looked at the scars on Cheng Mo's body and the blood on the corners of her mouth with pity, and said with guilt, "I'll help you deal with the wound first, and I'll take you away when I find the opportunity." ”

Cheng Mo said sincerely: "Thank you, Sister Xiaomei, but I really don't know what watch it is, and I don't know where his brother is......"

Gao Yuemei didn't speak, just helped Cheng Mo to walk to the gangway leading to the second floor, Cheng Mo, who was in pain, gritted his teeth and endured the tearing sensation on the surface of his body that went deep into the bone marrow, grabbed the handrail and helped Gao Yuemei to the second floor of the yacht.

The five rooms in the basement are the rooms of the crew, and the luxury suites on the second floor are the owner's rooms. As a result, the facilities are much more luxurious than the ground floor, surrounded on three sides by floor-to-ceiling windows, interspersed with white wall panels with gold brass strips, marble furnishings, and modern black and white paintings.

There are only two luxury suites, Gao Yuemei helped Cheng Mo into the room where she usually sleeps, it was a little messy, some girls' clothes were thrown on the sofa at will, obviously Gao Yuemei hadn't had time to clean up, she blushed a little, then lifted the quilt and put Cheng Mo on the bed.

Seeing that the bandage wrapped around the wound on her right hand had been completely stained red with blood, and blood was constantly oozing out, Gao Yuemei said distressedly: "Don't move, I'll help you get the medicine." ”

Cheng Mo nodded, and said lightly: "Please turn on the air conditioner a little more." ”

Gao Yuemei answered "yes", pulled the quilt over Cheng Mo and covered it a little, and then walked out of the room.

When the door closed, Cheng Mo put away the pitiful expression on his face, stared at the bright ceiling lamp on the ceiling and began to think about how to get his Urobolos back, at that time he really didn't calculate that Takatsuki Mei and Izumi would be near the Eiffel Tower.

It's just that Seon is not blessed, if it weren't for Gao Yuemei and Izumi transporting his body out of Paris in advance, he might not be able to get out of Paris easily.

If you get caught in Paris, it's not that faking amnesia will solve the problem.

It's not going to be easy right now, but it's better than just losing your life.

Cheng Mo has been reviewing it for the past few days, and he felt that he was still a little impulsive at that time, thinking that there was a BUFF God given by Xie Minyun to block the God and Buddha to block and kill the Buddha, but he still failed to win Napoleon VII.

But given the chance he ever had once, he would do it.......

A moment later, when he heard Gao Yuemei's footsteps, Cheng Mo let out an unbearable moan of pain, but the moment Gao Yuemei came in with a first aid kit, he immediately closed his eyes and mouth again.

Gao Yuemei saw Cheng Mo's well-behaved appearance of enduring the pain and not making a sound, and she blamed herself more and more, she put the medicine box on the bedside table, sat on the edge of the bed, raised Cheng Mo's right hand and began to remove the gauze, when it was removed to the wound, Gao Yuemei said softly: "Bear with it." ”

Cheng Mo said "um", and said in a trembling voice: "Sister Xiaomei, I've worked hard for you......"

"Don't call me Sister Xiaomei. Gao Yuemei glanced up at Cheng Mo, looked at his sweaty face, and thought of "Lin Zhinuo" and her best friend Shen Youyi, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "You really don't remember anything?"

Cheng Mo smiled bitterly: "I really thought I would die just now...... If I really remember, will I not talk about it? At least I can live a little longer....."

"Right..... I'm sorry. Gao Yuemei stopped what she was doing and cried, tears falling on Cheng Mo's arm like beads with broken threads, cold.

"Sister Xiaomei, you're right, why are you sorry for me?"

"If it weren't for the fact that I had to go back to you, you wouldn't have ended up like this. Gao Yuemei sobbed.

"You..... Why are you looking for me?" asked Cheng in confusion.

"Because I'm your girlfriend!" Gao Yuemei looked at Cheng Mo with tears in her eyes, today she finally said this sentence, she was determined to completely snatch Cheng Mo away from Shen Youyi.

"Huh?" Cheng Mo bounced up from the bed in shock, "No..... Isn't it possible? We don't seem to be the right age!?"

"You've always disliked little girls, you like my mature and sexy. Gao Yuemei raised her right hand and showed a cheap glass stone bracelet, "This is the ..... you gave me" After speaking, she avoided Cheng Mo's gaze a little weakly, hiding her flustered, and lowered her head to dismantle the gauze on Cheng Mo's arm. Seeing that the wounds that were originally scabbed became bloody again, Gao Yuemei felt distressed again.

"Am I so lucky?" Cheng Mo smiled bitterly, "It seems that I am not handsome, maybe I am rich?"

Gao Yuemei reached out to take iodophor, and at the same time raised her head and glanced at Cheng Mo, "I don't like your money, you didn't have much money when I met you." ”

"And how did I make $50 billion?"

"This is ......a long story" Gao Yuemei gave full play to her years of experience in watching dramas, and made up a love story without logical loopholes, about Lin Zhinuo, the head of the Heluo faction of the mysterious Chinese sect, and the daughter of a rich family.

Cheng Mo, who was lying on the bed, listened a little big.

........

After re-bandaging the wound and dealing with the other injuries, Gao Yuemei hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll help you wash your hair and wipe your body, you can't get wet at all." ”

Cheng Mo rolled his throat and said, "This doesn't seem appropriate, right?"

Gao Yuemei blushed and said, "How.... Why is it not suitable? I ..... We've all slept together, and you've helped me with a bath..... Right in the Presidential Suite at the Marco Polo Hotel......"

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