Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Chapter 177 Deserted Island: Fake Boyfriend 2

There were very few usable items in the cabin, and the luggage was blown away by the strong air currents during the turbulence, along with the passengers and crew in the cabin.

To have survived from thousands of meters above the sea with his hands and feet intact is a miracle among miracles.

All that was left in the cabin were a few pieces of clothing, a bag of sealed bread, and a box of chocolates.

There is not much, but it can save lives at critical moments.

In humid areas with changeable climates and no sunlight, hypothermia is very dangerous. Sugar is the fastest way to replenish energy.

In a place like this, these things are extremely precious.

Away from the wreckage, the only spot of direct sunlight disappeared from sight.

The chirping of various unknown insects and birds can be heard one after another, and the vines and branches of plants are intertwined, so people can only clear the way.

The environment of this place cannot be examined too closely, but if you look closely you will find leeches on the leaves at your feet, twisting their bodies in excitement as they feel the heat.

With every step you take on the ground, little surprises pop out from under the leaves.

Xia Ming screamed: "There's a snake——"

On the branch above my head, a green snake was coiled above, blending in with the leaves.

When Xia Ming turned around, he was met with a pair of green eyes and a forked snake tongue that almost touched his cheek. He was so frightened that he rolled and crawled away from the branch.

The man leading the way turned back, glanced at the oval-shaped snake head, and said, "Green snake, it's not poisonous."

"Tie up your trouser legs to prevent being bitten by leeches."

The harsh environment here was far beyond everyone's expectations, with poisonous insects, snakes and ants everywhere.

Tang Yiming bent down to avoid the coiled snake: "If anyone can take me out of this damn place right now, I will give him half of my property."

If you are really trapped in there, no matter how much money you have, it will just be a string of numbers and waste paper.

Song Xun shook off the leech on his sleeve in annoyance.

After half an hour of walking, my heart had already begun to protest in dissatisfaction.

Pressing his chest uncomfortably, Song Xun called out to Shen Heyun in front of him.

"You carry me on your back."

Shen Heyun did not agree as usual.

The spoiled young master has not yet realized that this is no longer a modern civilized society, and that identity, status, and money are worthless here.

"Did you hear me? I asked you to carry me on your back."

The commanding tone of voice makes people feel uncomfortable.

Tang Yiming interrupted and advised: "Little friend, is he your servant or your nanny? It is not appropriate for classmates to order him around like this."

"It's none of your business." Song Xun didn't appreciate it and stared at Shen Heyun, "Will you carry me or not?"

Shen Heyun has been ordered around since she was a child and is fed up with this kind of life. She faces Rao Yushu for the first time and speaks in a firm tone.

"Sorry, I'm tired too. I can't carry you."

He thought Rao Yushu would be furious and curse, but the young man in front of him just nodded calmly, accepting the result too easily.

Then she turned around and walked towards the man in front, one step deep and one step shallow.

Shen Heyun frowned, not knowing what he was planning.

But soon, Rao Yushu's actions were revealed.

"I can't walk anymore, you carry me."

The boy's clear voice echoed clearly in everyone's ears.

It's really shocking.

Tang Yiming was speechless. Are kids so friendly these days? They dare to give orders to people with such confidence. It turns out that they have not experienced the beatings of society yet.

Shen Heyun had not expected this to happen. She thought Rao Yushu was ridiculous and wondered if he had figured out the current situation.

Song Xun ignored the various gazes coming from behind him and looked up at the man.

The man was puzzled, and looked at the young man who was looking at him with his eyebrows and eyes full of tenderness.

"Why should I carry you on my back?"

The road conditions on the island are complicated and unstable. It is difficult to walk normally on it, let alone carrying a person.

He didn't quite understand why Rao Yushu could make such a request as a matter of course.

"You are my boyfriend, why can't you carry me on your back, Shang Ji."

Everyone has a special conditioned reflex to their own name to a greater or lesser extent. In a noisy crowd or in the whispers of colleagues and friends, they can always keenly capture the existence of their own name.

This conditioned reflex has nothing to do with amnesia or not.

The moment Rao Yushu read out these two words, the man was sure that it was his name.

But he didn't say anything.

Shang Ji was born with a pair of typical phoenix eyes, single eyelids, and the tails of his eyes slightly extending outwards, making him look sharp and aggressive when looking at people.

In front of him, it seems that one glance is enough to see through your inner essence.

Song Xun looked at him without any evasion: "Before we set off, you said you would ask Meng Heng to come with you, so that we can have a meal together and introduce me to your friends."

Meng Heng...

Shang Ji felt a sense of familiarity, but that didn't mean anything. He didn't think he would find a 'young boyfriend' who just graduated.

"Then can you tell me why we haven't had any communication since the crash?"

Instead, they suddenly come when help and labor are needed.

"Before we set off, we had a big fight over the choice of travel location and we were in a cold war all the way. I got angry because you just ignored me."

"So you two are a couple. If you had said so earlier, this wouldn't have happened." Tang Yiming didn't expect there would be something fun to watch here, so he urged her, "Your boyfriend doesn't seem to believe you yet, kid, take some practical action."

Today's society is extremely open and developed. It is very tolerant of sexual orientation and there is no resistance or weirdness.

Shang Jiwei lowered his eyes and thought, not knowing whether he believed that talk or not.

Is the plot so difficult? Song Xun took a deep breath in his heart, determined to fight to the end.

She raised her arms, put them around the man's neck, forced him to lower his head, and then resolutely kissed him on the side of his cheek.

Shang Ji was completely stunned.

Song Xun was also very depressed. He didn't know since when, for the sake of the mission, his worldview had reached such a low point. There was no going back.

There's no going back.

Shen Heyun, who witnessed the whole process, had a strange expression on her face. She heard Rao Yushu say to Shang Ji crisply, "Wouldn't your boyfriend kiss you like this?"

Shang Ji came back to his senses from his daze, and the soft touch extended in an instant, and his profile seemed to still retain traces of what happened just now.

The young man's hand did not loosen, he could only look at him with his head lowered.

Everything was strange, the close contact, the boy's appearance, his voice, and the words full of loopholes.

Shang Ji was also unfamiliar with the word "boyfriend". Even if he didn't remember anything, the true feelings in his heart told him that there was no such close relationship around him.

But all these thoughts and judgments disappeared in the instant just now, just like reason and thoughts.

Shang Ji stared at Song Xun silently, his eyes were aggressive, roaming over the boy's face inch by inch.

The image that originally seemed strange and flat in his eyes, no different from other people, gradually became vivid and bright, the strange alienation faded away, and Shang Ji's brain, which was empty due to the loss of memory, suddenly broke into something else.

It was as if the young man in front of him really had an unusual relationship with him.

He is a very close person, always by my side, and his existence is engraved in my blood.

So why did I forget...

Shang Ji stared at Song Xun for too long, with such concentration that it was stressful.

Song Xunyong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he forced himself to suppress the urge to retreat.

The hand on Shang Ji's neck was suddenly held, and the temperature of the palm, which was higher than his own, stayed on the wrist, and then Song Xun's hands were firmly pulled down.

Still don't believe it?

Song Xun was a little discouraged. Shang Ji was more cautious and suspicious than he had imagined.

The next second, the man turned his back in front of him and bent down.

"We need to find a suitable place to rest before dark, hurry up." He emphasized, or rather stressed, "boyfriend."

Song Xun came back to his senses, his eyes lit up, and he leaned over and lay on his back.

In fact, he had no idea who Shang Ji's friends were. He just heard him talking to his friends on the phone in the first-class lounge, and he pieced them together from his memory.

Song Xun moved more gently and placed his arms on Shang Ji's broad and strong shoulders again.

The slender white fingers were slightly curled up, as if they were in some embarrassment of not knowing where to put them.

Shang Ji lowered his eyes and determined at a glance that these were a pair of hands that had never done any work.

The lines on the palm joints are light, without any barbs, and the nails are dotted with small crescents with a faint blood color, as beautiful as his owner.

Completely different from my wide finger joints.

Shang Ji held the boy's legs with both hands, blue veins appeared on the back of his hands, and he stood up and continued to move forward.

The group continued on their journey.

Shen Heyun fell behind the rest, and from time to time he looked at the overlapping figures in front of him. He seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times, with a strong disapproval in his eyes.

Rao Yushu is indeed an unreasonable person, too selfish. He can do anything for himself and doesn't care about other people's situations at all.

In his opinion, Rao Yushu was spoiled at home, and Uncle Rao and Aunt Rao were also responsible. They said that he was in poor health, but he still lived well until now.

Knowing that Shang Ji was injured, he still asked someone to carry him. He is really hopeless.

We walked for two hours without stopping. For an island with complex terrain, the energy consumption was doubled.

Several people were so tired that they were out of breath.

On the contrary, the most relaxed person in the whole audience was Rao Yushu, who didn't even step down.

Tang Yiming no longer had the initial mood to watch the fun. He had to be mentally prepared to feel a sense of disappointment when being with the young couple, and the disappointment was not just a little bit.

Shang Ji is also a remarkable man. He carried a living person on his back without taking a break, and his expression remained calm and he was not out of breath.

With this physical condition, I don’t know what he did before.

Shang Ji used a long wooden stick to break through the weeds in front of him and cleared a path.

He heard the boy's breathing and somehow sensed some grievance in it.

Too squeamish.

As it was inconvenient to carry a person on his back, the task of clearing the road originally fell on Rao Yushu. However, after being pricked by a thorny golden vine and bitten on the back of his hand by an unknown insect, Rao Yushu voluntarily gave up the task.

After Shang Ji certified that the bite was not poisonous and nothing serious would happen, Rao Yushu was still worried. He felt a pricking pain on the bitten part of his hand and suspected it was a poisonous scorpion or centipede.

Shang Ji mentioned it once and then ignored it, just cleared the weeds on both sides more thoroughly.

He guessed that his work might be related to the wild, and he could clearly identify animals, insects, and plants with just a glance.

Song Xun exhaled into his red and swollen hands, and the intensity of the pain was powerfully reflected on his fragile body.

The mood is also somewhat unstable and irritable.

Uncontrollably, he complained to Shang Ji, "When can I take a break? I'm so tired."

Shang Ji's body felt hard and it hurt his bones.

Look at what was said, the people behind had mixed feelings.

Tang Yiming asked Shen Heyun, "Has your classmate always been like this?" Will he really not get beaten?

Shen Heyun pulled up a helpless smile. Although he didn't say anything, his expression was enough to explain everything.

However, thanks to Rao Yushu's willful complaints, Shang Ji stopped after half an hour and chose a relatively flat place away from danger as his resting place for tonight.

But this doesn't mean you can stop.

Due to the marine climate and geographical location, convective rainfall often occurs on Sunkogakan Island at night. Coupled with the sudden drop in temperature at night, they had to build a simple place to shelter from the wind and rain and make a fire.

Shang Ji assigned tasks to everyone, asking them to collect all available resources, such as branches, leaves, and soil, and led several people to set up a shelter to keep out the rain on the open space.

Song Xun bent down to clean up the wet and rotten leaves piled on the ground, and his movements slowed down after a while.

My whole body feels uncomfortable and my mind is never truly clear and relaxed, it's always groggy.

For the first time, Songxun realized how happy it was to have a healthy body.

Xia Ming was in charge of picking large leaves to block the rain, and was drenched by the water droplets on the leaves. When he saw Rao Yushu slacking off on the side, he suddenly felt unbalanced.

"Everyone is working, how can you be so embarrassed to do nothing?"

Xia Ming had a good figure and good looks, and was gentlemanly and polite among the male friends around her, receiving many compliments and admiration. But she ended up in this hellhole for no apparent reason, and at the end of the day she was devastated and desperate, looking dirty and miserable.

Seeing Rao Yushu, a boy, slacking off, he couldn't control himself no matter what.

Shen Heyun, who was rubbing the cane, turned around and helped Xia Ming speak: "Rao Yushu, we should unite now and put away those habits you had before. We can only rely on ourselves here."

Song Xun drooped his eyelids listlessly and glanced at Shen Heyun.

"My boyfriend hasn't done enough?"

Because the boyfriend who pretended to be her boyfriend was just being lazy and throwing all the work to others, Shen Heyun felt that he was unreasonable. She turned her head and set her sights on Shang Ji who was building the shelter.

I hope he can stop Rao Yushu’s wrong cognition and behavior.

Shang Ji didn't stop working and showed no intention of speaking.

Interpreted from another perspective, he condoned Rao Yushu's laziness.

Shen Heyun's face turned ugly. She couldn't understand why Shang Ji could tolerate Rao Yushu's behavior.

But then he thought again, Shang Ji was deceived by Rao Yushu and really thought he was her boyfriend, so he calmed down.

This was really unfair to Shang Ji who was completely unaware of the situation, and he had to do something.

Shen Heyun made up her mind.

Xia Ming, who was also waiting for Shang Ji to stop Rao Yushu from slacking off, was speechless when he saw this.

After all, Shang Ji was indeed the one who contributed the most among them, and was far more skilled than them. Without his leadership, they might not have been able to get here safely.

To be honest, he did the work of two people.

People can say whatever they want.