I quietly watch you play

Gulululu, plop plop!

Zhou Wei's ears are only filled with these two voices, and he feels more lonely and helpless in the deep seabed. Maybe it's not too deep here, and he can still vaguely see the skylight dancing on the sea surface when he looks up.

But... can't I go back?

The safety rope was stuck by a crack in the rock, and Zhou Wei's suit was not equipped with a dagger for cutting seaweed. It may be that the operator deliberately removed it because he was afraid that it would be dangerous to equip such a tool.

Gulululu, plop plop!

The more he struggled, the faster his oxygen consumption. Zhou Wei didn't know how long he could last.

Will Jiang Xiaoqi and Pei Qin find out that they are missing in time?Yu Chengcheng, where did that bastard go? He didn't come back to see where he died?

Zhou Wei was floating in the sea like a kite entangled in a branch. He yanked and shook the rope that was supposed to protect his life. There is an idiom for the current situation—“life hangs by a thread”!

The capacity of the gas cylinder is a quarter of an hour, and if it is full, it can last for 10 minutes, and the two of them have been diving for a while.

Should we continue to struggle, or should we lie flat and maintain our strength until someone comes to rescue us?To admit fate or not to admit it, this is really a terrible question!

Zhou Wei floated in the water with hands and feet spread out, closed his eyes, and tried to calm down his breathing. It's always a bit uncomfortable to die like this——

Will Pei Qin cry to death?It's best for him not to talk to Yu Cheng in the future, so that his death is worth something;

Will Ji Qing be happy?Will grandpa regret it?

What about Zhou Lei?It should be sad for a while...

Have the children of Sanhua been born? I hope they can survive this winter and grow up freely;

Jiang Xiaoqi...

Zhou Wei dutifully opened his eyes, the turbulence of the water tugged at the rope around his waist, and a figure with flippers was vigorously struggling with his safety rope that was stuck in a crack in the rock!

Zhou Wei screamed inwardly, the os barrage was like bubbles bubbling out, even the frozen blood boiled.

Finally, someone found him, maybe he doesn't have to die this time!

Jiang Xiaoqi struggled for a long time without success, turned his head and gave Zhou Wei a hard look, but unfortunately the blade was softened by the eyepiece and the water flow, and the lethality was not as expected.

Zhou Wei bit her mouthpiece, and gradually felt a tight pain in her lungs, which meant that the oxygen was about to run out.

He stroked the water hard twice, like winter swimming in a muddy puddle, his limbs were numb and weak, he stretched out his hand once to get empty, and finally caught Jiang Xiaoqi.

The opponent was still fighting with the rope, and large groups of air bubbles rose on both sides of the head due to the exhaustion of physical strength and the intensification of breathing. Rough protrusions and parasitic shells on the top will cut the rope.

Jiang Xiaoqi felt a heavy arm and turned around.

Zhou Wei opened his arms, and gave him an unexpected, hug?

The two eyepieces collided together, near the pole, but the field of vision was chaotic.

Zhou Wei's arms wrapped around Jiang Xiaoqi's shoulders, knocking him back a few steps, only bubbling bubbles rolled in his ears, the opponent's and his own.

Jiang Xiaoqi felt that his breathing became more rapid.

For a few seconds, his mind was blank, and he saw the light projected from the sea surface, as if wrapped in fog and gauze. The subtle experience brought to the body by slight suffocation is one of the charms of diving.

Jiang Xiaoqi was sober, because he could barely see the large bubbles overflowing from both sides of Zhou Wei's hood, he was suffocating?

So, it's not a hug at all, it's a drowning man grabbing at straws...

grunt-

Zhou Wei suddenly let go when he was in doubt, clenched his fist and raised his thumb up and down, this gesture means floating up when diving, Zhou Wei asked him to float up, and pushed him on the chest as if he was afraid that he would not understand.

It's just that there was no strength in that blow, Jiang Xiaoqi hovered in place, through the turbulent vision, he was sure that Zhou Wei was smiling at him, the eyes in the eyepiece were as clear as stars, and the end of the eyes was slightly curved, just like every time he followed Ask for some benefits or beg for mercy if you get into trouble.

As a result, Jiang Xiaoqi's chest was like a daylily beach soaked in sea water, it was pressed directly into it by the almost imperceptible slight push, it was sore and painful.

Now he is very sure that just now was an out-and-out hug.

Zhou Wei didn't think he could break the rope before the two of them ran out of oxygen, so he gave him a Farewell Embrace (farewell hug).

Does he think he'll be the last person he'll ever see alive, so have the good fortune to say goodbye to him on behalf of the world?

How could he so frankly accept that his birthday turned into a death day, and still leave the last trace of a smile decently?

Jiang Xiaoqi turned around and pulled the rope desperately. Behind him, Zhou Wei's breath was suppressed to the extreme, and he suddenly spit out his breathing mouth.

The sea water poured into the lungs under pressure, and the chest that was squeezed to the point of severe pain by the lack of oxygen was instantly filled with salty cold.

Zhou Wei felt like she was crying, like a stranded fish, but no one would notice the fish's tears.

Given the choice, he'd love to smile.

The surroundings were very quiet, Zhou Wei could not see or hear, and many thoughts flashed through his mind at that moment.

After passing through this sea, will he meet his long-lost mother?

Wei Lerong, his mother, who smiled so sweetly in the video and hummed nursery rhymes softly, how could she willingly leave him to die in the cold water?If possible, he hopes that his mother is still alive, living the life she wants in a place he doesn't know, it's best not to know himself...

Zhou Wei really wanted to touch the little golden bean on his neck again, he couldn't remember the feeling of being shaken by his mother's little hands and feet, being kissed by his mother on the cheek, forehead against forehead...

It doesn't matter, Zhou Wei thought, at least my uncle is still by his side, Jiang Xiaoqi will take him back, no matter where his soul drifts...

weekend!If possible, Jiang Xiaoqi must be yelling his name to wake him up.

Jiang Xiaoqi tried his best to hold his breath, which is very difficult on the bottom of the sea where the pressure is several times higher than that of the sea surface, and he didn't have much energy left, so he hoped that Zhou Wei could hold on for a while longer.

Jiang Xiaoqi pinched his cheek, the soft touch became icy cold, he wanted to stuff his breathing mouth into Zhou Wei's mouth, but he clenched his teeth tightly and did not let go, the whole person has lost consciousness, like a bird sealed in amber. Quiet specimen butterfly.

Jiang Xiaoqi's chest hurts, and the feeling of powerlessness makes his heart extremely irritable, like a mighty monster holding a butterfly wing that can shatter at the touch of a touch, and the slightest carelessness will crush the opponent's body to pieces.

He bit his mouthpiece back and took a few mouthfuls of oxygen. The numbness of his hands and feet eased slightly. It was too late to return to call for rescue, and the time left for him might only be the last few minutes.

The safety rope tied around Zhou Wei's waist was pulled, Jiang Xiaoqi turned his head and looked, it was Yu Chengcheng.He didn't know when he found it, and he was pulling the rope hard.

Jiang Xiaoqi let go of Zhou Wei resolutely, and pulled the other end of the rope. The two of them formed a sawing posture, pulling the rope back and forth quickly, and the frayed stubble on the rope expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Boom!The tether finally broke!

Jiang Xiaoqi turned around without delay, lifted Zhou Wei and flapped his flippers to rise up to the sea.

Zhou Wei was extremely quiet, with a small air bubble attached to the wing of his nose. His fluffy hair floated in the water like flexible algae, and his already thin body became lighter and weightless under the action of buoyancy.

Jiang Xiaoqi was terrified, his current appearance was terrifyingly beautiful.Jiang Xiaoqi couldn't bear the burden of watching a life disappear in front of him.

Jiang Xiaoqi was carrying a heavy load, and his speed was not as fast as Yu Chengcheng's. The main reason was that Yu Chengcheng was almost out of breath, and was in a hurry to rise to the surface of the water.

Fights between plastic brothers are fights, but after all, they have feelings since they were young, and they don't want to change opponents suddenly after they get used to fighting. Yu Chengcheng is also crazy at this time.

Yu Chengcheng dragged Zhou Wei from above with a half-frayed rope, and Jiang Xiaoqi held him in his arms, the two of them worked together to bring Zhou Wei, who had apnea and unconsciousness, to the surface of the sea.

Crash!The light from the sky shines down.

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"There! Over there!"

"Be careful, shake the stern... 45 degrees to starboard, and a little more—"

"Put down the life buoy!"

"Zhou Wei! Zhou Wei...what's the matter...what's the matter with him?" Pei Qin lay on the side of the boat and wiped his tears, seeing Zhou Wei being caught by Jiang Xiaoqi like a dead fish.

Yu Chengtu tore off his hood and respirator and threw them directly into the water, grabbed the side of the boat and overturned the deck of the yacht. not yet.

"Put him flat, pull his clothes away!" Jiang Xiaoqi's chest heaved violently, and he was panting heavily when he spoke: "Get out of the way—"

He didn't care about the dripping water all over his body, and knelt beside Zhou Wei's side, and probed Zhou Wei's carotid artery with his two fingers. His hands were shaking so badly that he could hardly feel his pulse.

Jiang Xiaoqi's left hand flicked under Zhou Wei's chest and ribs. He found the right position, folded his palms, and quickly performed chest compressions vertically downward.

After a while, the water drops along his drenched short hair and fell onto Zhou Wei's cheeks and chest. Jiang Xiaoqi looked at his face, which was still bloodless and cold.

Zuo Lie walked around the bow of the boat twice, clenching his fists and beating his palms, and then remembered what he was going to do. He quickly pulled a blanket over Yu Chengcheng's body, and then took out his mobile phone to call the emergency number.

"Turn around, dock first, get them ready—"

Turning around or standing or kneeling on the deck, a bunch of people were lying on their stomachs, all of them with solemn faces, like ministers who were crying and waiting for the emperor to die.

Pei Qin had already started to cry, carefully hooking Zhou Wei's fingers curled up by his side, beeping——

After pressing for about thirty or forty times, Jiang Xiaoqi stopped, pinched Zhou Wei's nostrils with one hand, and supported his jaw with the other hand to open the airway as far as possible.

Jiang Xiaoqi tilted his head and took a breath of air with his mouth, then possessed himself, and was about to blow it into Zhou Wei's mouth.

puff--cough-cough-

Zhou Wei suddenly choked and coughed, and sprayed a sip of water on Jiang Xiaoqi's face impartially.

Jiang Xiaoqi: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Zhou Wei: "Cough cough cough——"

Jiang Xiaoqi wiped his face, stood up silently, a big stone in his heart thumped on his feet.What kind of crap is this!

"Okay, okay, you'll be fine when you wake up!"

"Breathe, brother Wei, can you catch your breath? Is there any discomfort?"

"Get out of the way, give him some fresh air—"

There was a lot of chatter around, like frogs in a pond, only Pei Qin was sobbing and unable to speak.

"I knew that this scourge would not kill me!" Yu Chengcheng breathed out, turned around and went into the cabin to take a shower and change clothes.

The left column handed Jiang Xiaoqi a towel to wipe his face: "Uncle is so professional! Thanks to you, Brother Wei."

You Lai fell down on the deck and propped his arms backwards: "Mo, I'm almost scared to death by you—"

"Is it cold?" Pei Qin half hugged Zhou Wei and sat up, allowing him to breathe easier: "The doctor will be here soon, let's wait in the cabin."

Hey--

Pei Qin stretched his arms, but Zhou Wei was still sitting on the deck without moving.

"Puff—cough, cough—" Zhou Wei coughed up his nose and tears, but he still couldn't help laughing, this waste of dim sum, crying as if he had died.

Covering his head with a blanket, Jiang Xiaoqi turned back at some point, without a change of clothes, wrapped in Zhou Wei, picked him up from the deck and strode into the cabin.

"Uncle, it's evened this time." Zhou Wei still coughed and hugged Jiang Xiaoqi's shoulder with a weary hand.

Asshole stuff!Fuck you so much—

The author has something to say:

There are a lot of three-dimensional work, enter the year-end 996 mode, work overtime on Saturday and ask for a day off, and continue on Sunday~~~

Thanks to the 30 bottles of nutrient solution irrigated by the little angel of Depression!