Survival on the island, she works as a high-energy eater on a raft

Chapter 216 selected
"Today's news reports that an earthquake occurred in the ocean area on the south coast, and many passengers were injured or injured. The incident is still under investigation..."

The latest news was still scrolling on the light screen, Li Jiao suddenly sat up from the bed.

The bright sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a bit dazzling, and she subconsciously raised her hand to block it, only to realize that she was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown.

Staring blankly at his pale and bloodless palms for a while, the memories in his mind flashed quickly, and the familiar face that existed at every stage quickly blurred as if the color had faded...

She couldn't remember what the man looked like.

But can still remember who it was, and is forgetting.

"Oh!"

The muffled sound of heavy objects being pushed down alarmed Hu Chuanqiong outside, and he hurried in, "Sister Jiao? You are... hiss!"

Among the messy items all over the floor, Li Jiao was sitting there, her long red hair, which used to be flamboyant and bright, was tangled into a ball and scattered dimly behind her.

And in her hand, she was tightly clutching a sharp shard of glass...

"Sister Jiao, what's the matter with you? We have something to talk about."

Hu Chuanqiong was terrified by her extreme behavior, and tried to take two steps forward.

The other party still ignored him, just staring at his arms, those names that were engraved in the last second and disappeared for no reason in the next second...

"where?"

The moment the name blurted out, it seemed to be automatically separated by the container and disappeared into the air.

Compared with the wounds on her arms, as long as she thinks of this name, the facial features will ooze blood crazily, her head seems to be about to split open, and even the blood vessels floating on the back of her neck can be seen.

This is the most terrible.

Hu Chuanqiong saw that something was wrong with her, and didn't dare to act rashly. He just stood there and looked at her worriedly, "Sister Jiao? Who are you talking about...?"

Li Jiao was so sensitive, he realized something was wrong in an instant, and his palms were slippery and sweaty.

"How many children does Li Ziran have?"

The other party gave her a strange look, as if he didn't understand why she would ask such a question.

"Two, one is you, and the second young master has already died... Sister Jiao, what happened to you today?"

Li Jiao stood there as if struck by lightning.

His face was covered with blood, his mind was buzzing, and his back felt cold.

"No! This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"

Her sister had just been left forever in that weird world, only to be forgotten by everyone in the blink of an eye!
"Where's the photo? Where's the group photo!"

Still holding the shard of glass in his hand, Li Jiao stood up in a panic, eager to find out the traces of her existence.

The door was gently pushed open a crack, and the boy in school uniform and carrying a schoolbag quietly poked his head in, and he didn't know how long he had been eavesdropping there.

In his hand was a crumpled photo soaked in sea water, and behind him were Yu Bing, Bei Xiaoshan and Ning Jiuzheng.

"Is it this one?"

"You remember!" Li Jiao rushed over excitedly, "Do you still remember her!"

But the other party's response quickly let her down.

"This is brother Yan Hui's relic, and I will always remember him."

Li Jiao let go of the hand on his shoulder, and staggered back two steps.

The group photo was respectfully spread out in the palms of both hands by the young man.

The sunlight outside the window was refracted on it, and it was bright, like the morning dawn after the dark sky was completely lifted, and the haze was gone, only the light.

She also saw the group photo clearly for the first time.

A man with long silver hair sat in the middle with a gentle posture.

And behind him stood a tall and handsome young man with clean short hair, but unfortunately his face seemed to have been deliberately scratched off by something...

Only two people.

She flipped the photo over.

Li Yanhui, who also couldn't see his face clearly,
And Zi Su in a red dress, one is sitting on a weird black dining chair, and the other is leaning on the back of the chair with his elbows lightly.

The postures of the two people have a strange sense of being in the sky, but there is really nothing in the middle...

The background behind him was gray, and it was impossible to see where it was. The whole photo had an indescribable sense of depression.

She knew that there should be another person in the middle, but no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn't remember that person's appearance and voice...

"The two of them didn't know where they took the photos at the beginning. Is there such a place in our interstellar world? Why have they never seen it?"

The more Ning Jiuzheng looked at it, the more familiar it became, but there was a blank strangeness in the familiarity, which was very contradictory.

The speed of forgetting was intensifying, and Li Jiao looked pained.

The shards of glass sank deep into the palm, dripping blood trickled down the slender fingers.

"Miss!"

Hu Chuanqiong hurriedly stepped forward to bandage her, "What's the matter? What happened?"

Li Jiao didn't speak, just gritted his teeth and tried to maintain his memory.

If everyone forgets, at least you have to remember, you can't let that fool be erased so easily...

"Sister Jiao, let's rest for a while."

Bei Xiaoshan stepped forward and helped to help the man back to the hospital bed.

Several people put the flowers and gifts they brought on the table lightly, not daring to disturb Li Jiao's rest, they closed the door and went out.

The figures in the corridor swayed.

The silver-haired young man stood there with a straight body, like a pine tree that would not bend.The years have not left any traces on his face, his brows are clear, and his pupils are as pale as amber...

Tong Sheng froze for a moment, and an extremely similar shadow flickered in his mind for no reason...

In just a split second, he subconsciously called out to stop the other party.

"Mr. Li!"

The urn in his arms was only the size of two hands, and the place where the fingertips touched the bottom was a bit rough. It seemed that there were a few words carved deeply, but they were already blurred.

The body also responded one step faster than the brain, "Sir, someone asked me to give this to you... This is the sacrificed Captain You Yu..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned again, not understanding why he would say such a thing.

The other party was not surprised at all, and his gentle eyes fell on the young man in front of him and the urn.With the eyelids downcast, the sunlight was dim, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant, and after a while, Li Tianran finally took the things over.When the snow-white glove fell on the pitch-black box, it was like a silent and holy white rose, paying homage silently.

"Good boy..."

He said this softly, his voice hoarse and difficult to distinguish.

Then he asked again, "Is that a child's voice?"

"Yes." The young man raised his eyes and looked at him. Although it was the first time they met, he felt close, without any timidity.

The warm palm fell on the head, the man's strength and voice were very soft, "I want you to be my heir, do you want to?"

Tong Sheng stared at him blankly for a long time, then nodded vigorously, the soreness in his heart finally turned into tears, and fell on the snow-white gloves on the back of the opponent's hand, dyeing a dark color...

(End of this chapter)