Time and you are my fault

Chu Yi felt that her breath and blood were stagnant at the same time, and the noisy sounds around her faded away, only the slow and slow beating of the heart, beating little by little.

"Zong..."

"Zong Yanzu..."

She struggled and rushed over, her pale, almost transparent fingers trembling uncontrollably, she wanted to lift the white cloth to take a look.

But tears instantly blurred his eyes, and big tears mixed with raindrops and hit the deck.

"Zong Yanzu..." Her voice was hoarse, her breathing seemed to be deprived, and her mind was filled with bursts of tearing pain.

Why go to sea?

In the weather yesterday, she had already said that a typhoon would come, so why did she go to sea!
She stretched out her hand and drew it back suddenly, her voice was cold and sad, "Why did you go to sea!"

"Why do you go out in that kind of weather! Are you stupid!"

The heart-piercing cry echoed over the sea, overshadowing the sound of rain and wind.

The coast guards on the deck who were in charge of this mission stopped to watch one after another, their faces full of regret.

"Get up!"

"What will I do if you die! You bastard! Get up!"

"Bastard! He said he would make up what he owed me! I'm waiting!"

"I don't believe you anymore! You are a big liar!"

Chu Yi fell into great sorrow, and her heart-piercing cries floated on the sea.

She couldn't hear the sound of the outside world, only the corpse in front of her.

Several coast guards also turned red-eyed and couldn't help sighing, "My family members please forgive me."

Wang Hong covered his eyes and wept silently.

He found the phone and was ready to call the Zong family. For such a big event, the person in charge must be notified immediately and the news should be suppressed.

Suddenly, his shoulders sank, and he turned his head to look over, and saw the boss dripping with sea water standing behind him like a ghost.

Wang Hong, "..."

Wang Hong, "!!!"

Wang Hong, "Young...Young Madam!"

But Chu Yi, who was immersed in great sadness, did not hear Wang Hong's call.

All she saw was this corpse lying on the deck, and there was only this small square in the gray world.

She remembered the heavy snowfall in the manor, he stood in the white world, his fingers were blue from the cold, and the snowman he built for her.

She remembered Xinghewan, and he said that he would cook a full banquet for her in the future.

She remembered that he occupied her bed like a rogue.

She remembered that he hugged her and said that he would go on vacation together.

There were so many scenes that she couldn't count them, but she remembered them clearly.

Scenes, like a revolving lantern, emerged one after another in my mind.

The feeling that filled every cell with pain wanted to swallow her alive.

The suffocation and pain in her heart were obvious. She kept crying, but felt that her heart had been split into countless petals.

"How could you leave me behind!"

"Get up! Get up!"

She couldn't help crying, tears dripping crazily with the rain.

"I promise you everything when you get up, okay! Don't die!"

"You said you would take me to a full banquet, and you said you would take me on vacation after work! You said you would make up for what I lacked! Your words don't count!"

"You can take care of whoever you want, I don't care about it with you, okay! I don't care about it!"

"I don't want to fight for anything anymore, you can live well, please look at me...you can get up and look at me, please!"

Until this moment, Chu Yi felt that any pain in the past could not be worth the sadness of losing him completely.

Thinking that such a living person will disappear in his own life and disappear in this world.

She felt that nothing was important anymore.

Nothing is more important than living well.

She was crying uncontrollably, holding the white cloth tightly with her hands.

She didn't have the courage to tear off the cloth, she was afraid of seeing his lifeless face.

Chuy sat on the ground with her knees hugged and buried her face in her arms.

Suddenly, someone lightly pressed her shoulder, and her crying stopped.

Before I had time to turn around, I heard a familiar voice with a little smile in my ear, "I will listen to everything, then we will not divorce."

Chu Yi's eyes were red, and when she turned her head, tears were still falling.

She blinked, squeezed out tears, and finally saw the face of the man behind her.

When the very familiar face that haunted her in her dreams came into her eyes, her mind went into confusion for a moment.

"...Zong, Zong Yanzu?"

"Yeah." His eyes were filled with unprecedented tenderness.

Chu Yi watched and began to cry again, the tears were more ferocious than before, "The soul has come out! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Wang Hong, who was on the side, experienced huge ups and downs, and laughed out loud when he heard what the proprietress said.

Zong Yanzu held her hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and pressed her rain-soaked palm to his face, his eyes soaked in sea water were clear and sharp, "What has warmth is not the soul."

Chu Yi stared blankly at his face, her palms were moist and cool.

is soft.

It is true.

not soul.

She turned her head stiffly on the man and the corpse beside him, "He..."

"I don't know who he is, but he's not Zong Yanzu." He leaned over and picked him up, his voice hoarse.

Chu Yi's body flew into the air, but her hands tightly wrapped around his neck.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, the man leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips, "This time?"

The lost soul finally returned to its place, and the blood rushed to the brain, driving the stagnant thinking.

It wasn't until this moment that she confirmed that the person in front of her was Zong Yanzu.

He is not dead.

is alive.

The feeling of being lost and found was rampant in her body, she hugged his neck tightly, "I was scared to death! I thought you were dead!"

Warm tears fell on his chest, but burned into his heart.

"Why did you go out to sea without saying a word!"

She couldn't stop crying, telling about the panic just now.

"Wang Hong said he couldn't get in touch with you. Some people said that several people died in the sinking ship. One of them was very handsome. I thought it was you! You bastard!"

"Bastard! I'm going to be scared to death!"

In her arms, she kept beating his chest with great strength.

But he didn't feel pain, on the contrary, he felt warm hearted like never before.

She was worried about him, terribly worried.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and he looked down at the woman lying in her arms, full of anxiety, "It's my fault."