sinovels Chapter 29 18 cm
Chapter 29 18 cm
Yun Zian was startled suddenly, but his body's reaction speed was beyond his imagination. He subconsciously grabbed Qin Shi's hand holding the knife, and pushed hard, the sharp blade brushed against his waistline and flew out. , The shirt on his body was suddenly torn open.
Qin Shi was almost half-crazy. After being abandoned by the capital, he faced the engulfment of a huge network. In addition, he had severe bipolar disorder. Under the stimulation, he could no longer think with ordinary people's rationality, or He has completely lost the ability to think.
The failure of the first blow meant that his revenge was doomed to fail.
As a young master from a rich family, Yun Zi'an has received the most basic grasping training. Although he can't do one against ten, it is more than enough to take down an addict. When he fell to the ground with a clang, amidst Qin Shi's screams, he turned over and hugged his arm, swung hard, and completed a nearly perfect over-the-shoulder throw.
This swift blow caused Qin Shi to suffer severe injuries. He was lying on the ground and would not be able to get up for a while. Yun Zian took the opportunity to step on his chest, with messy hair on his forehead, panting violently, and then pressed down on the corridor. Emergency alarm bells.
Amidst the harsh alarm, the hotel security came quickly, and seven or eight black uniforms rushed up together, "Sir!" "What's going on!" "Call the doctor!"
After Yun Zian briefly explained what happened, he watched the security guard press Qin Shi to the ground and restrain him forcibly. At this moment, his body, which had exploded for a round, felt weak and dizzy as if he was stepping on cotton. He returned to the room. This time, with experience, I no longer dare to be sloppy, and locked the whole triple.
He had just taken a sip of water when his cell phone rang suddenly, and a deep and sexy male voice answered, "Zian, I'm back home."
Yun Zi'an's Adam's apple suddenly rolled.
When Rong Xiao came back with the medicinal food, he was almost dusty, "Yu—"
His voice stopped abruptly.
The room was empty, and there was no sign of Yun Zi'an at all.
The medicinal meal in his hand just fell to the ground, the soup soaked the carpet, Rong Xiao's expression was blank and bewildered, he didn't know why Yun Zian left without saying goodbye.
What did you do wrong?
Standing silently for a long time, Rong Xiao raised his hand and made a phone call, "Where was the wedding venue three years ago?"
The old butler replied, "Master, the wedding was at Santo Island."
Rong Xiao hung up the phone, and immediately contacted the assistant, "Book me an itinerary, and ask for the fastest flight, it will take off this morning."
The assistant who took over temporarily checked and was very embarrassed, "Dong... Chairman... Santo Island is located in the Antarctic Circle, and there is no direct flight. It is winter in the Southern Hemisphere and it is not the tourist season. The ferry is not open, so there is no way to book a boat. ticket……"
"Then contact the whale guard ship, the supply ship or the warship." Rong Xiao has made up his mind to go, "It doesn't matter what, as long as it can arrive."
The only thing he did wrong... probably missed the wedding three years ago.
The southern hemisphere is experiencing a cold wave not seen in a century. The Antarctic Circle is already frozen for thousands of miles. The route to Santo Island shows white on the satellite map, and all of them are ice sheets. Unless it is a large icebreaker, it is impossible to move an inch.
The plane finally landed at Ushuaia Airport, the southernmost tip of the Americas, which is close to the Drake Strait and the Magellan Strait. Because it is located in the westerly belt and is affected by the Antarctic cold wave, there are often storms and huge waves. Blown up by the strong wind and shot up to hundreds of meters high cliffs, even the ice floes in the sea will be shattered on the sharp and steep rocks.
This small city at the end of the continent is famous for its port. Rong Xiao stood by the ferry, gazing at the sea surface with broken ice, with wisps of white mist drifting out of his mouth, because of the haste of the trip, he didn't even have a decent suit on him. Cold-proof clothing, relying on excellent physical fitness to resist the cold wind from the polar circle.
"Xiao!" At this time, a tall man wearing a sheepskin hat shouted and walked towards him, "Long time no see!"
Two men of similar stature high-fived each other, and then touched their fists. Rong Xiao shook hands with him, "Roy, long time no see."
The two were colleagues for the CYO, but Roy was discharged from the army due to injuries after only one year of fighting, and later moved to the sea to work as an escort for whale guard ships and scientific expedition personnel.
"This season, no one has ever gone to Santo Island, and tourists don't go there at all." Roy took off his gloves and handed them to Rong Xiao, and looked at his outfit, "Xiao, are you going to see the blue sky?" Is it a whale?"
Rong Xiao said calmly, "For my lover."
"Hi!" Roy immediately became excited when he heard this address, "Is that the man in the photo you often see?"
Many times at night, he saw Rong Xiao, who was on duty alone, took out a necklace from his collar by the campfire, and when it popped open, there was a small portrait photo inside.
Their captain at the time once took advantage of Rong Xiao's inattention, snatched the necklace, and jokingly showed it to everyone, "Look! The beauty hidden by Xiao alone!"
Later, he was beaten by Rong Xiao until his nose was bruised, his face was swollen and his ribs were almost broken, so no one dared to touch his necklace again.
"Yes." Rong Xiao admitted, "He is my lover."
Roy looked at him suspiciously, "Then you go to Santo Island..."
Rong Xiao's gray-black eyes reflected the light of the sea, and he looked resolute, "Admit my mistake three years ago."
Santo Island is not on the supply route to Antarctica, nor is it a tourist attraction. It is covered with ice and snow all year round, and the thick white snow makes the town here stand like a fairy tale dream, standing on the wilderness with no boundaries There is a church that seems to be made of ice and snow, which is left alone and independent.
When Rong Xiao got off the boat, Roy stood on the deck and waved to him, "Xiao! Good luck!"
Rong Xiao nodded at him, in fact, what he needs now is not the favor of the goddess of luck, he just hopes that time can really go back and give him a chance to go back to three years ago.
Then he will definitely not get on that plane.
He would single-handedly break into the wedding, snatch Yun Zi'an away on the spot in full view of everyone, and use his own arms to prop up a safe and wide world for him, where he can be wanton, kiss deeply, and love each other.
Walking along the pier, it didn't take long to pass through this small town with a population of only a few thousand. For a moment, I couldn't recall why Yun Zi'an chose this place for his wedding.
This wedding did not follow their wishes, and naturally they would not take their opinions into consideration, but Yun Zian did not know what he promised in exchange for the right to choose the wedding venue.
Rong Xiao came to the door of this unnamed church, looked at the closed towering door, and was about to push it open when he heard a voice from behind, "Who are you?"
He turned around and saw a rickety old man holding a broom, with a heavy Jesus cross hanging around his neck, which represented that he was the only pastor of this old church.
Rong Xiao pursed his lips slightly, took out a necklace from his collar, opened it, and revealed the photo inside, his voice trembled for some reason, "Do you still remember the wedding three years ago?" Is it?"
"I am... the belated bridegroom."
The old pastor stared at the photo for a long time before he remembered something. He put the broom aside and pushed open the door of the church. "Follow me."
The door opened with a creak. When Rong Xiao stepped in, he was deeply shocked by the scene inside the church. It was completely different from the ice and snow outside. The vines wrapped around the white and solemn statues, and even climbed up the bright flower windows that projected light.
"These..." Rong Xiao was greatly shocked, "...is it true?"
"Child." The old pastor stared at him kindly, "This is a miracle."
Rong Xiao, who has always been an atheist, couldn't believe all of this, but the scene in front of him shook him, "Is there really a god in this world?"
The old pastor answered him in an affirmative tone, drawing a cross on his chest, "God is in everyone's heart."
Rong Xiao walked forward stepping on the pure white marble, and came to the only statue in the church surrounded by flowers. After years of baptism, the face of the statue was no longer clear, only a pair of huge wings, as if He propped it up above his head as if protecting something, and pressed his hands on a metal long sword, which added a bit of heroic feeling.
"The child waited for the whole day until the guests were gone, and there was no one left." The old pastor's tone was very calm, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with himself, "When the sun completely sets, the polar day dies, and the polar night begins, He left, maybe he knew he couldn't wait for the day when he saw the dawn again."
Rong Xiao's throat seemed to be choked, unable to make any sound, the most flat tone is often the most hurtful sharp edge.
He lowered his head, and suddenly noticed the feet of the statue, reached out to pick it up, and found that it turned out to be a bunch of dead branches wrapped with ribbons, and the petals had already withered. At this moment, he suddenly realized that this was the flower ball that Yun Zi'an was holding in his hand back then. , but now it is abandoned here, picked up again by myself.
Seeing the flower ball in his hand with only dead branches and rotten leaves, Rong Xiao finally knew what he had missed, and the regret in his heart was like a flood bursting a bank.
Holding the bunch of withered flowers, he almost ran out of the door, facing the howling cold wind, and if the miracle could happen again, he hoped to appear in front of Yun Zi'an right now, and he would tell him personally .
Sorry... I'm late.
There was hardly a moment to close his eyes. The plane landed overnight, and Rong Xiao was still holding the bunch of dead branches in his hand. He called Yun Zi'an right after he got off the plane. Amidst the beeping sound, his heart beat like a drum. Jump, bang, bang.
The call lasted for three to four minutes before it was finally answered. Yun Zi'an's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone, like a wild cat that had eaten, "Hello? What are you doing?"
"Yuan..." Rong Xiao was so nervous that his Adam's apple swallowed subconsciously, panting quickly, "I want to see you, where are you, I have something to say..."
Unexpectedly, Yun Zian didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence, so he laughed, "Sorry, I don't have time."
His voice was still lazy, as if he was just telling Rong Xiao, "I'm going to have a drink with a man tonight, you have to line up."
"A man?" Rong Xiao didn't expect that he had crossed nearly [-] kilometers, back and forth between two continents, and got such an answer. His voice sank immediately, and his brows were tightly frowned, "Who is it? Who is it?"
"I call him Lee, Chinese-German mixed race, male, 25 years old, freelance photographer and part-time model." Yun Zi'an's voice carried a seductive smile, "The most important thing is——"
"He's a full eighteen centimeters~"