"Build a shed?"

"Yeah." He nodded, lowered his head to pack up the things, and said, "It must be rainy on this island. We can't always be as scattered as we did these two nights. Sooner or later, we will get sick. Build a shed, at least it's a bit blocked by the wind and rain, and it won't be so embarrassed."

I saw him looking down at his busyness, for some reason, and I was a little stunned for a moment.

Although he hugged Han Zitong and cried until midnight last night, he finally relieved the depression in his heart that had been depressed these days, but it was only relieved. I had no plans for what to do in the future and even more talked about taking action. But the man in front of him took the fastest time to accept everything in front of him and make plans. When we were still emotionally broken and unable to control ourselves, he had already started to act for his future life.

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He is faster than any of us, but he quietly enters life.

I looked at him for a while, but didn't say anything else, but squatted down and said, "I'll help you."

After saying that, he reached out to get the wooden branch.

But as soon as I reached out, he immediately came over and grabbed my wrist: "No!"

"ah!"

It was too late, and I felt a thorn in my palm and a sudden scream of pain. He hurriedly grabbed my hand and looked carefully, and saw a sharp wooden thorn piercing into my palm. Fortunately, it was not too deep.

"Don't move."

But he seemed very nervous, and carefully held my hand, then used two fingers to twist the almost invisible wooden thorn, and pulled it out in an instant.

I hurriedly retracted and rubbed my hands.

The pain disappeared quickly.

He looked at me again before saying, "Don't touch it. Although there are fewer thorns on this side, there are still a lot of shades under some trees. It's very stubborn. Don't do this."

"and you--"

"I have thick skin and flesh, so I'm not afraid."

He said, as if to reassure me, he reached out and shook his hand in front of me.

In fact, even if I don't show it to me, I know that his hands have been working hard for many years. The fingertips and palms are covered with thick calluses, which are light yellow in the sun. When he held hands, it seems that fine sand is passing through his skin. The slightly rough feeling makes people feel more real, and the touch is tightly held.

But, I just took a look and lowered my head.

At this time, footsteps came from the side, and Han Zitong also got up, rubbed his swollen eyes with one hand, and looked at us without any sane: "What are you two doing?"

"You're awake?"

I hurriedly got up and walked over, saying, "Are you better?"

She was stunned, as if she recalled the way she hugged me and cried bitterly last night. Her face turned red, but she was not angry. She just said shyly and looked at a lot of things around Liu Qinghan: "What are you doing?"

"Mr. Liu wants to build a shed to shelter from the wind and rain."

“…”

I felt Han Zitong stunned for a moment.

If we had been comforting her before, we could leave and someone would come to save us, but now Liu Qinghan is about to start building a shed, and is actually telling us that we need to live here and that we should think about the life we ​​continue here. She seemed to feel uncomfortable all of a sudden, and even her face turned pale.

But after several long and deep breaths, she slowly walked over: "I'll help you."

Liu Qinghan looked up at her and smiled: "Okay."

"What is this going to do?"

"I will first build a few pillars to support you. Go and clean up the rattan over there, clean up all the excess leaves, and use them to tie the wood later."

"OK."

Although it was their first time working together, they quickly reached a tacit understanding. Instead, I stood beside me, holding my hand that was slightly painful, and a little blood sprinkled out of my palm. I wiped it off on my skirt and walked over: "Then, what am I doing?"

Liu Qinghan looked up at me again, thought for a while, and said, "Or why go catch some fish. The roasted ones yesterday have eaten up."

"good."

I nodded, picked up the sharpened wooden stick on one side and walked towards the beach on the other end.

If you want to say something else, I may not do anything, but if I catch fish, I can still be considered a master who produces a master.

However, that master has forgotten me, the high disciple.

Standing in the shallow water with a slightly chill, I looked back and saw that the dense forest was not big, but it was very lush. Walking inside, covering the sky and the sun, I stood on the beach, and could no longer see the figures of them. I could only hear the serene sounds coming from afar, because they were still working hard.

I smiled, and I turned around and started working.

After about half an hour, I caught two fish and threw them onto the pile of stones on the shore.

Three people had to catch at least one more time to eat enough. Moreover, now they were about to start working, and men always had a larger appetite than women. Thinking of this, I walked a little further into the deep water.

The beach here is very delicate, and there are no stones hidden deep under the feet. However, I don’t know if it was because I had been holding the rough wooden stick for too long, the wound in the palm where the wooden thorns were stabbed widened, and a faint blood flowed out, and the sea water moistened, causing a little pain.

I could only hold the wooden stick tightly to make myself forget the pain.

But for some reason, the more this happens, the more the pain in the palm of my palm becomes clearer. It seems that the wooden thorn was not pulled out by him, but penetrated into my wound and flowed along my blood to my heart.

Every time the heartbeats, the wood thorn will pierce it once.

Gradually, the pain was no longer just coming from the palm of the hand, but more like a faint cause in the chest.

When I came to my senses, I had already walked into the deep water area involuntarily. The hem of the skirt tucked around my waist was moistened by the rising and falling sea water. The cold air came up from my calves and knees, making me tremble.

But I stood there and didn't move.

It’s not that I can’t move, but... I don’t want to move.

I suddenly thought, recalling the things that have happened to me over the years.

I always feel that if my life is wrong, then I should be brave and choose a new path, a new life that can make all the mistakes come from scratch.

So, I replaced Yue Qingying's identity.

So, I jumped out of the big ship in front of Pei Yuanhao.

...

And this time, the man I chose him, but made a choice for me. He pushed me down from the platform, allowing me to have a new life and find someone who puts me first.

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I couldn't help laughing.

I still remember the fierce fire that night, how cold the snow that night was, and I remember him even more, no matter how many times he saw his scarred face later, I remember his best appearance.

At that time, he was so firm and determined that he thought the choice he made for me was the best.

The life he gave me is the best.

Everyone gives me the best.

Including Yuan Xiu, my husband, he wants me, and as long as I give birth to his eldest son, because in that way, he can give me the most noble status and make me the best woman around him. This is his silent promise.

This may be the reason why Han Zitong hates me and wants to kill me?

Looking at the undulating sea in front of me, I smiled faintly again. As my smile, another wave of tide came. I was in a daze and staggered a few steps, almost unsteady standing and was about to be pushed down by the sea.

At this time, Liu Qinghan's voice came from afar behind him.

"lady--"

“…”

I turned around and saw the man coming out of the woods.

He had been busy for a while and had a lot of mud on his face, but he looked unexpectedly clear and clean, probably because the half mask on his face made him look a little cold.

Like the sea water under your feet.

And he saw me standing in the deep water at a glance and immediately frowned: "You will catch a cold like this!"

"It's okay, I'm not cold."

"It'll be too late to wait until you feel cold!"

He said, and rushed over: "Come back soon."

"It's really okay."

I smiled and said to him, "Don't come over, lest you get wet."

He had walked straight towards me, but just walked to the shore not far from me. When he saw me clearly, his feet immediately stopped.

The front of his long gown swayed slightly, and the corners of his clothes were moistened by a wave of sea water.

I looked at him calmly.

"you--"

"What's wrong?"

“…”

He didn't say anything, just looked at me.

After looking at it for a while, he reached out and touched it, but he didn't find anything. He looked at me empty-handedly. After a while, he said, "Your face is wet with water."

"ah?"
To be continued...