Finally, we find an open space and stop.
The howling wind surrounds us, and the sound of heavy rain hitting the sea is extremely loud.
There is no signal at all on this deserted island, and our phones almost run out of battery. Everyone
says nothing, waiting for the storm to pass.
"Right, what did you bring down from the ship? Anything to keep out the rain?" I look at these two men.
They both are stunned.
So? Nothing for keeping out the rain?
"What did you take?"
I stand up and take their bags.
Well, Frances Louis takes a suit and two sleeping bags. Steven Song takes an X-box, an iPad, a suit
and two sleeping bags.
"What's the use of these things? I ask you to bring emergency supplies, and these are what you
bring?" I roll my eyes at Steven Song, really feeling angry and funny.
"X-box and iPad are for amusement. Sleeping bags are used to sleep in case we have to stay here
overnight. As for the suit, I have to change every day, or I will die." Steven Song says confidently.
Not to mention, Frances Louis’s suit is must for the same purpose.
I am so speechless. They are totally useless at critical times.
"Let’s hide in the sleeping bad, the rain is so heavy." Whitney says anxiously.
Her hands gesture as a tent to keep out the rain, not for her head, but for her face. I think she must be
afraid that the makeup on her face will be messed up and Frances Louis will see her plain face.
Sure enough, once a woman falls in love with a man, she will lose herself. This is how I was when I
was with Andrew Malan. Fortunately, now I have escaped from that cage.
Sleeping bags are water-proof. It’s the best choice for us now to go inside.
Thankfully, these two men didn’t forget to take the sleeping bags!
We get into the sleeping bags. The storm doesn’t stop until midnight, the surrounding trees are blown
to pieces, and the rain is getting heavier.
I am very hungry, but I can’t eat with such heavy rains. So, I sleep in the sleeping bag all night.
When I wake up, it is dawn and the storm stops.
I climb out of my sleeping bag and feel a little dizzy in my head, which should be caused by the hunger.
I put all the meat in the sleeping bag yesterday and covered them all night. Now they stink.
They haven't gotten up yet. I look at their sleeping bags, but find that Whitney's sleeping bag is empty,
and Frances Louis's sleeping bag is bulging weirdly.
Last night, did they…?
Was that hard for them to control their desires for even one night? Must they sleep together?
Since Frances Louis loves his wife so much, why he still keeps me? Do all men feel that the wife is
inferior to the concubine and the concubine is inferior to the mistress?
That sleeping bag makes me feel uncomfortable, so I go over and kick it lightly.
"Time to get up! Do you want to spend your life here?"
Soon, the sleeping bag opens from inside. Whitney first comes out and looks at me, embarrassed.
And I am not surprised to see Frances Louis’s poker face.
"I am so sleepy." Steven Song yawns and comes out from his sleeping bag.
"Let’s go. The food I brought has gone bad. I am starving."
Steven Song and Frances Louis change another suit, which is different from yesterday’s suit.
I am speechless. If someday they run into an earthquake, maybe the first thing they want to take are
clothes.
We walk towards the shore and find something very serious.
The storm last night rushed our ship into the sea, and now it is about one or two kilometers away from
us.
"Call somebody and let them steer the ship to the shore." I say to Steven Song.
He looks at me hopelessly and replies, "Do you think there is any signal?"
"What can we do now? I just want to eat something. My stomach has started to ache." I say hopelessly.
If I had a good stomach, I wouldn't die even if I didn’t eat for two or three days, but I have gastropathy,
the pain is really unbearable.
"I’ll go and steer the ship here." Frances Louis says.
Then, he jumps into the sea.
At this time, I hear the alarm go off on the ship again.
62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda