The other side of the boundless sea of ​​kindness

Chapter 1060: Hug for a while

Broken wreckage and scattered corpses floated on the sea, the waves crashing against these cold objects with a dull thud, as if mourning the disaster.

Jiang Chengyu shivered in the water, not from the cold, but from a deep-seated fear—

He was afraid, afraid that he would never again have that person who would sulk with him, who would sleep on his shoulder.

I fear that my spiritual anchor will collapse, and I will be lost and uncertain about where to go in the future.

Deng Zhouyi was still struggling in the water, clutching a sofa leg, his voice already hoarse from shouting, "Brother! Where are you? Answer me!"

His mother's words before leaving echoed in his ears: "Ayi, you must protect the young master and bring him back safely."

He gazed into the boundless darkness, his nose stinging, and tears of grievance mingled with the seawater, streaming down his face: "Mom, your son has lost the young master... I'm so sorry..."

Just as he was catching his breath, Tiger suddenly started barking wildly into the distance, his voice urgent and loud.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengyu's previously exhausted body seemed to be injected with strength, and he swam rapidly towards Hu Zi's direction.

As we approached the floating plank, we heard Feng Yuanzheng still recounting past events in fits and starts.

"Chairman Feng!" Jiang Chengyu shouted, clinging to the wooden board.

Feng Yuanzheng's voice trembled with excitement: "Quick...quickly save Dr. Mu..."

Jiang Chengyu went around to the other side of the wooden board and saw Hu Zi licking Mu Xiaoji's cheeks incessantly, while Mu Xiaoji's eyes were closed and her face was as pale as paper.

His heart tightened, and he hurriedly hugged the person tightly: "Xiao Ji... Xiao Ji, wake up! Don't scare me!"

When forehead to forehead, I felt only icy coldness; the person in my arms remained motionless.

Tears welled up uncontrollably and fell onto Mu Xiaoji's face: "Xiaoji... wake up... what am I supposed to do?"

Tiger's barking attracted a lifeboat, and Zheng Nanyan shone a high-brightness searchlight over: "There are still people over there! Hurry up!"

Deng Zhouyi swam over and patted Jiang Chengyu on the shoulder: "He'll be alright, don't be too sad."

"Get on the boat quickly!" Zheng Nanyan shouted.

Jiang Chengyu first helped Mu Xiaoji onto the lifeboat, and then sent Feng Yuanzheng up as well.

Deng Zhouyi pushed him, saying, "President Jiang, hurry up, President Mu needs you."

Jiang Chengyu turned around and asked, "You should go up too! Everyone's exhausted."

"No, my brother hasn't been found yet, I..." He lowered his head, not saying the rest of his words, but the meaning was clear: he was too ashamed to go back.

Jiang Chengyu stopped him, saying, "Master Jing has already left in the first batch of lifeboats. I told him to quickly deploy rescue efforts to save Gu Ze and Feng Tao."

With that, he pulled Deng Zhouyi onto the boat, and then the two of them together pulled Huzi up.

Just as the lifeboat was about to start, cries for help suddenly came from not far away: "Help! Help! Me too... Please come and save me!"

Jiang Chengyu turned around and couldn't help but exclaim, "It's the old man..."

I couldn't help but feel both angry and amused—it turned out that Shuyazi was still splashing around in the water.

He was filled with exasperation: "Why is this guy still here?"

The group hurriedly pulled Shuyazi onto the boat. As soon as he got on, he looked at Mu Xiaoji in Jiang Chengyu's arms and asked anxiously, "How is he?"

Jiang Chengyu was holding Mu Xiaoji's hand, silently circulating his internal energy to help him expel the cold energy from his body.

Hearing this, he said in a low voice, "It's nothing, it's just that the seawater was too cold and I got frozen."

He looked up at Shuyazi with reproach in his eyes, and cursed inwardly: Are you stupid?

In such a chaotic scene, didn't you think to take Xiao Ji and leave first? Did you have to wait until he was freezing like this before you felt sorry for him?

Shu Ya Zi rolled his eyes: "Is that something I can decide? If he can't see you, will he come with me?"

"You old geezer!" Jiang Chengyu said irritably, "If Xiao Ji is alright, fine, but if he develops any health problems, see how I deal with you!"

Shu Ya Zi was so choked up that he jumped up and down, angrily cursing, "You brat, do you have any sense of reason?!"

Everyone around looked over, like beams of light shining on Shuyazi's face.

He froze on the spot, his cheeks flushed red, and the rest of his sentence stuck in his throat, leaving him embarrassed and at a loss for what to do.

The lifeboat slowly sailed away in the waves. Jiang Chengyu looked down at Mu Xiaoji, who was still unconscious in his arms, and gently pulled her closer to him.

Tiger obediently lay down at his feet, occasionally rubbing his head against Mu Xiaoji's leg.

The wreckage of the Sea Shark was still burning in the distance, the flames reflecting in everyone's eyes.

It reflects the weariness of surviving a catastrophe, but also a faint yet steadfast hope.

The next day, bright sunlight streamed through the glass window, casting dappled shadows on the bedding and landing precisely on their faces.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Mu Xiaoji's forehead and slid down his cheeks. He struggled to reach out his arm, but as soon as he moved, Jiang Chengyu grabbed him back firmly.

Mu Xiaoji groggily opened her eyes and was greeted by a warm, strong embrace.

Several shallow scratches were crisscrossed on the fair skin of her neck and chest.

His chaotic consciousness instantly cleared—this was the little monster, and these marks were from when he struggled after being drugged that day.

"Hmm...it's so hot." Mu Xiaoji shifted, her voice hoarse from just waking up. "Little monster, where are we?"

He shifted his body and looked around. The bedroom wasn't large, but its simple furnishings exuded warmth, and the sunlight made the dust particles in the air clearly visible.

Jiang Chengyu was probably exhausted from searching for Mu Xiaoji at sea. The two of them had slept for two whole days and weren't fully awake yet.

He pulled her closer and mumbled, "Stop fooling around, I'm so tired, let me sleep a little longer."

"I'm hungry, I need to go get something to eat." Mu Xiaoji nudged him, and her stomach growled appropriately.

Jiang Chengyu, with his eyes closed and his voice still languid from not being fully awake, mumbled in response: "Here, have some. Eat whatever you like."

Seeing him so reluctant to get out of bed, Mu Xiaoji couldn't resist leaning over and giving him a light peck on the chin, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

He then stretched his neck and smacked his lips earnestly, saying, "It's very salty." He then laughed at himself.

"Would you like to try some?" she said, then pecked his soft lips.

Jiang Chengyu slowly opened his eyes, a mischievous smile in them, and reached out to pull the person back into his arms.

She lowered her head and buried her face in Mu Xiaoji's hair, her voice muffled: "How could this be? We clearly took a bath together, we should be clean by now."

Mu Xiaoji's neck itched from his rubbing, and she laughed as she struggled, "That's the saltiness of the sea! Stop rubbing, it's so itchy."

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting warm dappled patterns on the two of them.

The terror of that night seemed to have been washed away by the intimacy of this morning, leaving only the familiar scent of each other and the quiet warmth of the room.

Jiang Chengyu tightened his arms around him, nuzzled his hair, and whispered, "I'll hug you a little longer, then I'll go make you something to eat."

Mu Xiaoji stopped struggling and nestled obediently in his arms, listening to his steady heartbeat, the faint scent of soap swirl around her nose, and a sense of peace settled in her heart.

As long as this person is by my side, it seems like I can weather any storm.

The quiet of the morning was broken by a series of knocks. Mu Xiaoji peeked out from Jiang Chengyu's arms and blinked, "Someone's knocking."

"Never mind him, keep sleeping." Jiang Chengyu pulled him closer and then pulled the blanket over his head.

Mu Xiaoji snuggled under the covers like a curious kitten: "Where are we? A hotel?"

Jiang Chengyu reluctantly threw back the covers, looking sleepily into his watery eyes.

She ran her fingertips across his cheek: "It's the old man Shuling's jewelry store. We're in his guest room."

Mu Xiaoji rolled over in surprise and climbed onto Jiang Chengyu, staring directly into his eyes in astonishment, "The old man Shuling is doing business here?"

"Yes, it seems like the store is quite big!"

Jiang Chengyu chuckled and pinched his nose, just about to push him back onto the bed...

Mu Xiaoji seemed to suddenly remember something, and jumped off the bed barefoot towards the door.

The moment the door was opened, Shu Ya Zi's ethereal and otherworldly figure stood in the doorway—

She wore a plain-colored jacket with a front opening, her hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and she was holding a string of Buddhist prayer beads in her hand.

But when he saw Mu Xiaoji shirtless and wearing only boxer shorts, the words he was about to say stuck in his throat.

Before he could react, Mu Xiaoji grabbed his collar and dragged him into the room like a chick.

She slammed the door shut, pinned him against the wall, and fiercely reached out her hand: "Give me my things."

Shu Ya Zi frowned, looking disgusted: "Who cares about your broken fan and old jade bracelet?"

Despite saying that, he raised his hand and made a vague gesture around his abdomen, and a folding fan and a velvet box appeared out of thin air in his palm. "Here you go. Can you let go now?"

Mu Xiaoji took the item and put it in his pocket, his eyes still unfriendly: "My card."

Shu Yazi stiffened his neck: "That won't do. How can you ask for something back after giving it away?"

"You're much richer than me, yet you still have the nerve to complain about being poor." Mu Xiaoji applied a little more pressure to his hand.

“This shop really isn’t mine,” Shuyazi said helplessly. “It’s an elderly couple who went on a round-the-world trip and asked me to look after it for them.”

Mu Xiaoji scoffed and snorted, "The one person you can't trust in the whole world is you, you old geezer! Give it back to me!"

"Xiao Ji." Jiang Chengyu slowly got up, wearing only a pair of casual boxer shorts.

"Stop fooling around, you've already given it to him, so just give it to him. Aren't you hungry? I'll go make you lunch."

Upon hearing that he didn't need to return the card, Shu Ya Zi's face instantly lit up with a smile, but when his gaze swept over Jiang Cheng Yu...

He suddenly covered his eyes, his face turning bright red, and said, "Can't you two young people be a little more mindful of your image? You're making this old man ashamed to death!"

Mu Xiaoji smiled and removed his hand, deliberately drawing out her words: "Having known each other for so long, I really didn't know you had such a down-to-earth name—"

"Shuyazi, haha, that name sounds much better than 'old man'!"

Shu Ya Zi was so amused by his laughter that he glared at him and reached out to tap him on the head: "You have no manners, hurry up and put your clothes on!"

As she spoke, she turned and walked towards the living room, muttering, "The world is going to the dogs, the world is going to the dogs..."

Mu Xiaoji made a face at his back, then turned around and jumped into Jiang Chengyu's arms, laughing so hard his shoulders were shaking: "Look at him, he's putting on quite a good act."

Jiang Chengyu lowered his head and kissed the top of his head, a gentle smile in his eyes: "Stop teasing him. Get dressed first. I'll go see what ingredients are in the kitchen and make you something delicious."