Master Spoils His Wife To The Extreme

"This knife looks very old. There may be another mystery on this island."

The dragon holds the knife in his hand, and the blade is still sharp, like an antique in the middle ages.

"You mean there may still be people living on this island?"

The tiger took the knife, waved it and said skeptically.

"Let's have a look and keep in touch at any time. You search along the island to the surrounding sea."

Long doesn't want to miss any chance. Ziyan is still in the hospital bed. If she can't find Zhuo Weiting, she probably won't wake up.

Maybe Zhuo Weiting can stimulate her and stimulate her will to survive.

"Well, take these with you and keep in touch at any time."

Ann hands the bullet to the dragon. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will not give up.

The Dragon said goodbye to them and set off to the middle of the island along some traces left by Zhuo Weiting.

Ann also called the Mafia, hoping they could send more planes to help search.

In the vast sea, Zhuo Weiting looked at the blue sea and felt dizzy. His lips had been cracked. Although there was still a little water, he was reluctant to drink again.

That water is his hope. As long as there is fresh water, there is hope. Maybe there will be ships passing by tomorrow. He won't drink the water of hope until he sees hope.

At first, he would remember the time, but now he has no energy.

Every day I lie on the raft watching the sunrise and sunset, but there is no beauty anymore.

Close his eyes, all he thinks about is his family. His original memory is a little vague, but it is particularly clear these days. Maybe his daughter has been born.

He doesn't know how long it has been since the wedding, but it has been at least three months since he got on the island. He missed the birth of his child again.

What about the growth of children?

No, he can't miss his daughter's growth.

Zhuo Weiting sat up, picked up a stick and supported the raft. He could walk every meter. In short, he could not wait for death here.

The sun slowly set, and Zhuo Weiting's heart sank a little. The sea at night was the most dangerous. He didn't know whether he could see the sunrise tomorrow.

Watching the sunset, tears ran across the dark face.

"Yan'er, if I really can't go back, you must be strong and take good care of your two children."

Zhuo Weiting's legs softened. He knelt on the raft and blurred his eyes with tears.

On the silent sea level, it was like the sea of death. Suddenly, some different sounds came into my ears. It seemed to be... The sound of an airplane?

Zhuo Weiting quickly stood up and looked up at the sky. The sound seemed very close. He finally saw a fuzzy plane in the West where the sun set. He rubbed his eyes. It was too far. Even if he waved, I'm afraid they couldn't hear him.

He looked at the plane, at it, hoping it would come closer.

When the sound of the plane became louder and louder, his heart revived a little bit.

But just when he thought hope was coming, the plane turned left and turned in the other direction.

"No, don't go, don't go..."

Zhuo Weiting stood on the raft and shouted in the distance.

Zhuo Weiting watched the plane go away and disappear into the distant sky. His hope was taken away.

The last bit of sunshine disappeared on the sea level, and night came again.

Zhuo Weiting felt a little cold. The sea breeze made him unable to sit still.

It was the first time in a long time that he saw his companion so close to him. The plane was not like an ordinary civil aircraft.

Zhuo Weiting's blood began to boil. From the height of the aircraft, as well as their flying speed and volume, it didn't look like a civil aircraft or a military aircraft. Did someone finally come to him?

This idea makes his body warm up bit by bit.

He was no longer tired. He felt that he hoped that tomorrow, the plane must leave because it was dark. Tomorrow, tomorrow, they might continue to search. Tomorrow, maybe he could go home and see his wife and children.

This joy of reunion filled his body and made him not want to sleep. He lay on the raft and looked at the sky all the time.

Even though he wanted to wait until dawn, he was still tired. When the dawn sun rose from the East, Zhuo Weiting fell asleep. This was the most practical night he had left the island. It was the only night with a beautiful dream.

At night, after all the planes returned, Ann didn't sleep. They took down the photos on the plane and looked at them one by one.

They sent planes to search, not just with their eyes. At the lower end of the plane, they also installed camera devices, hoping to find something.

It's already one o'clock in the morning. Everyone is a little tired, but there is still one volume to read.

"Tiger, you go to bed first. Give me this volume."

Ann yawned and patted the sleeping tiger on the table.

"It's all right. Go to bed after reading it."

The tiger rubbed his eyes and turned his eyes to the screen.

"I'll come. Everyone is tired these days. Take a rest first. Have a good rest. We'll continue tomorrow."

"Ann, we've been looking for so long. Do you think there's still hope?"

In fact, Ann didn't hold much hope. She had searched for more than half a month without any clues. Their search direction was also expanding, but there was no hope.

"Ann, tiger, have you found anything here?"

Long came from the outside. Just now he went to see Ziyan. She was still sleeping. Martissa said that if it went on like this, Yaner might never wake up.

"Dragon, you came just in time. We'll all..."

"Wait, tiger, turn the picture back."

The Dragon interrupted Anan's words and rushed to the computer to ask the tiger to move forward.

"What's the matter?"

Ann also turned around. Will she find anything?

The tiger dragged forward with the mouse in his hand and didn't find anything?

"No, I seem to see something just now. You put it back from the front."

The dragon held his chin in his hand and looked at it.

"Stop, that's it."

About ten minutes later, the Dragon pointed to a flash in the picture.

"What's the problem here?"

Looking at the picture, the tiger still doesn't understand. It's not surprising that there are often reflections on the sea.

"Tiger, slow down. It's different here. You see... It's probably human..."

The picture moved back a little bit, and the back was closer. They stared at the picture, and finally vaguely saw people waving their hands.

"Locate now. Let's go now."

Ann was very happy. No matter whether the man was Zhuo Weiting or not, they had to rush there immediately.

"I hope it's Zhuo Weiting. I hope he can hold on."

The tiger also braced up and began positioning. Although it has been five or six hours, as long as there are no big waves on the sea, it should not drift too far.

This time, An'an flew the plane himself. They were together. When they flew to the sea, it was already bright, but it was very foggy in the morning, so it was difficult to see the sea surface.

"Ann, can you lower the flight altitude a little more? Now the sea is foggy and difficult to see."

The Dragon tied himself up and prepared to go down to the sea.

"Let's wait. We'll look for it when the fog clears. At this height, if people are here, they should be able to hear the sound."

Ann is also worried, but no matter how powerful they are, they can't disperse the thick fog on the sea. They can only wait and wait for the fog to disperse.

"Yes, dragon, don't go down first. Let's go around the center first. We'll find someone."

The tiger pulls the dragon. Now there is fog on the sea. It's very dangerous to go on like this.

About an hour later, the thick fog on the sea gradually dispersed.

The Dragon hung under the plane and searched the sea with a high-power telescope.

A wave hit Zhuo Weiting. He woke up from his sleep. The sea was so cold in the morning, but the sun was a little dazzling.

"Another dawn, I hope I can return to land today."

Zhuo Weiting stood up from the raft. The sea would be calm and everything would be so beautiful, but when the wind and rain came, everything would be so bad.

He also remembered that when he experienced the first storm at sea, he had to tie himself to a raft to survive, and now his hope is a little disillusioned.

"Zhuo Weiting, if you TM are still alive, respond."

Zhuo Weiting, who was fishing on the raft for breakfast, suddenly heard the sound of calling himself floating on the sea. He thought he had an auditory hallucination. After a while, the same sound came again.

Zhuo Weiting did not respond in a hurry, but listened and judged the direction of the voice.

The sound seemed to come from the loudspeaker. Some could not be judged, but one thing was certain that someone really came to him.

Throwing away the only fishing rod, Zhuo Weiting took out a long sword.

Pull out your sword and wave it in the sun.

If there is someone, you should be able to see the light reflected by the sword. If there is someone, you should find it.

Yan'er, I can finally see you. Zhuo Weiting's heart cries again.

"Ann, I see Zhuo Weiting. Turn left 45 degrees."

Long finally saw Zhuo Weiting standing on the raft from the focused telescope. He waved something, and then a wave. He fell into the water and looked very dangerous.

The plane finally stopped at Zhuo Weiting's head, and the dragon's feet fell on the raft.

"Congratulations."

Looking at the suntanned Zhuo Weiting, the dragon's voice choked.

"Thank you."

Zhuo Weiting trembled with his dry lips.

Finally, you don't have to be afraid anymore. You can finally see Yan'er and the children.

Long hugged Zhuo Weiting. They finally returned to the plane and saw several people in the cabin. Zhuo Weiting's tears fell silently.

Don't need to say too much, this is the relationship between men.

It was already evening when Zhuo Weiting returned to New York.

"Ann, can you take me home first? I want to see Yan'er. How many months have passed since we got married?"

Zhuo Weiting asked nervously when he took the plane to the car.

"It's a miracle that you can live for exactly 100 days."

The tiger sitting in the back of the car plays with these antique swords brought back by Zhuo Weiting. If you take them out, it's a sky high price.

"Is Yan'er born? Is my daughter born?"

Zhuo Weiting hesitated. It seemed that the due date was at this time. He didn't know whether he was born or not.