This is a snowy winter solstice, and it is still the same isolated island. The difference is that the dense and moist green island gradually dissipates in this winter. The falling snow every day condenses into an island like a fairy tale.

The big snow-white trees, one high and one low, look like a castle.

A young man on the island was picking up branches in the cold snowy woods, carrying a large basket on his back. The basket was already filled with branches covered in snow, and his hands were already red and swollen from the cold, but he still wanted to hold them.

Carrying the branches that could not fit in the basket on his back, Wang Geyan stepped on the snow step by step. The snow covered his knees. The sky on the top of the trees was dyed with the splendor of the sunset, and the blue sky was smudged with the colors of the setting sun than dyed cloth.

Even more beautiful is the young man walking on this isolated island in the deep snow at sunset.

"There is so little firewood this time."

"Do you think you haven't locked up enough?"

"Okay, I'll satisfy you."

With a "pop" sound, he was once again bound to this airtight space, and there was another familiar chirping sound. The sound of the door startled the sleeping mouse. In summer, this space is as hot as a stove, and in winter, it is as cold as an ice cellar.

Wang Geyan was still huddled in that corner and shivering. On this cold but normal day, it seemed that he could no longer hold on.

He had just been picking up branches in the strong wind and heavy snow for a long time. Before he could feel any warmth, he was in a cold space again. The word "cold" had completely wrapped around his body. He leaned in the corner and exhaled.

Breathing out the cold air in the palm of his hand, he held his arms alternately with his hands and rubbed them to try to warm himself up.

When he wanted to get up and move, he was already locked in a corner by the cold and could not move. His eyes were cold and lifeless, and his lips were cold and white. Gradually, he was frozen to the point of losing consciousness, and he slowly began to have hallucinations.

The dark vision gradually became brighter, and the body began to warm...

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Do you have a fever?"

"Why are you sweating so much?"

In the room, Chen Shi touched his forehead and then his own forehead, and found that his forehead was extremely hot, but Wang Geyan was already sweating profusely, and the white pillow was soaked with sweat. Chen Shi was slow to see Wang Geyan.

Unconscious and sweating all over his body, he quickly went to the bathroom to get a pool of cold water, took a towel, soaked it quickly, and put it on Wang Geyan's forehead. Then he went downstairs and found the medicine kit in the living room.

, when I was carrying the medical kit upstairs, I was so impatient that I almost missed it and rolled downstairs with the medical kit. Fortunately, I held on to the wall in time.

After a while, Wang Geyan's fever subsided. Chen Shi touched Wang Geyan's forehead and it was good that it was no longer hot. Chen Shi breathed out relaxedly and looked at Wang Geyan who was lying motionless on the bed.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in my heart, and this was not the only time Wang Geyan had a sudden high fever. Sometimes the fever would not occur in a week if the situation was good, but if it was the rainy season, it would occur two or three times a week.

Chen Shi stood by the bed and stared at Wang Geyan's silver hair, his expression became sad, and the unique white eyelashes above Wang Geyan's perfect eyes were only closed when he slept quietly.

If you look at him, you will think that he is a sleeping prince charming, but when he is standing on one side, blinking, not looking at anyone, and standing upright, people dare not approach him.

"Look at it this way."

"Could he be the prince that children call him?"

Chen Shi was talking in a low voice and leaning forward to touch Wang Geyan's eyelashes when the phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

The person who spoke to Chen Shi was a company employee.

"Wait for me, I'll take care of it."

Then Chen Shi touched Wang Geyan's forehead again, and did not forget to look back when he left.

Not long after, Wang Geyan stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, reached under the pillow and took out a piece of paper with words from another soul in his heart written on it.

The words on the note are in regular script:

"I know that no matter how much time passes, the memory of that place can never be erased. I am afraid and hate that place so much that it still hurts me when I think about it. But I want to save her, and I know you do too. Don't you dare anymore

When I return to the place I finally escaped from, I dare not stand on that isolated island again, for fear of never returning, and extremely afraid of facing those unbearable days again. I can face it, but only we remember the location of that isolated island.

We can only save that girl.

I'm afraid that she doesn't have as stubborn and tenacious vitality as you. We were able to escape from the island before, and this time we can take the girl with us and leave that place. I really want to say "I'm sorry" to her."

Seeing this, the tears in his eyes couldn't help but fall on the paper. He touched his eyes and looked at the abyss of the sea in the distance. The island couldn't help but appear in his mind. He frowned, closed his eyes, and clasped his hands tightly.

He held his fists, but his body could not help but tremble.

"I really want to take a good look at her again."

As soon as these words came out, the moment he opened his eyes, countless dreams flashed by, and the girl's figure was blurry but still in his mind, making him feel extremely comfortable.

"Hey, Chen Shi."

"Prepare the ships immediately."

"speed."

"When you're ready, go upstairs and wake me up."

After a while, Chen Shi went upstairs and saw Wang Geyan sleeping soundly. He recalled that he accidentally woke him up and squinted, and his eyes looked like he wanted to kill someone.

Chen Shi hesitated for a few seconds, then carefully patted his shoulder, very gently. When Chen Shi saw Wang Geyan, he didn't react.

"What the hell, it was you who told me to wake you up."

Chen Shi licked his lips, swallowed, pushed Wang Geyan's shoulder hard, and shouted: "Get up."

The one who opened his eyes at this moment was another soul, Moge.

After Chen Shi saw him shouting, Wang Geyan immediately sat up.

"Sorry, my voice is a little loud..."

Chen Shi quickly covered his face with his hands and closed his eyes tightly, his whole expression showing his fear.

"It's okay, the voice is fine."

Mo Ge gently held Chen Shi's arm and pulled it down. He looked at Chen Shi with a smile and his voice was very soft.

Chen Shi blinked and opened his eyes, and when he saw Wang Geyan's eyes showing kindness, he was stunned when he heard a voice that was completely different from usual.

By the time he reacted, Moge had already walked downstairs, left the villa, and arrived at the coast.

Just when Moge was about to drive the boat out to sea, Chen Shi quickly ran to the coast.

"Are you sure you are going to sea alone?"

Moge looked back at Chen Shi and nodded.

"You just need to tell me what I tell you."

“Keep it in mind and do it.”

"Remember, don't worry."

Chen Shi could only stand there and watch the boat go further and further away from a distance, thinking about what Wang Geyan told him. The more he thought about it, the more he became doubtful, and one more doubt about Wang Geyan became in his mind.

"Dad, I still haven't found Jiajia sister."

"Where on earth could she be?"

"If it were you, my sister would have been by your side for a long time."

In a quiet and elegant room in a large mansion, inside an ancient screen, Wang Xunyong was still in a coma. Wang Zici stood beside him, wiping his arm with a towel, and suddenly Wang Xunyong's fingers moved.

At this time, Wang Xunrong's subconscious was still in a space of his own imagination.

This is a very unique passage with friendly breeze, gentle sunshine, and windows on all sides.

A gentle and elegant woman in a white dress was sitting at the window, swaying her feet, and a beautiful melody was ringing in her ears. The breeze was blowing her long hair, and the sun was shining on her white cheeks, making her so beautiful.

Sitting next to her is Wang Xunrong.

Suddenly the beautiful music disappeared, and the voice of Wang Zici echoed everywhere.

"Dad, wake up quickly."

"Yan Manjia is still waiting for you to find her."

"We will continue to live as before."

Wang Xunrong jumped from the window and walked towards a bright place in the innermost part of the passage. With every step he took, the sound got closer.

"Xiao Ci's voice?"

"Haitang, this is the boy I told you about."

When Wang Xunrong looked back at Haitang, he gradually began to disappear, and then all the scenes that appeared in this space disappeared.

When Wang Xunrong saw Haitang disappear, he quickly turned around and ran to the window, reaching out to catch her figure tightly.

"No, don't."

When she ran to the window, it was obvious that he had tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, but it still disappeared like smoke.

"You can't disappear."

"It's hard to see you."

"Can't."

Wang Xunrong walked through the passage and came to another space. There were countless rooms in the corridor.

Wang Xunrong opened room after room, but there was no sign of Haitang.
To be continued...