Simon, the sea.
This is Bill Huo's forty-eighth dive in half a month.
There was no news from Jay's searchers, but only empty cars were found. Andy Jian's life and death were uncertain. Seventeen or eight diving teams were changed, all of whom said that there was no hope of survival. Bill Huo drove people away and stubbornly went into battle. In ten days, he searched Simon's coastline, but still found nothing.
The sun disappeared where the sea and the sky are connected, and Bill Huo emerged from the water.
Jiang, who had been on guard, rushed over with a dry towel and wrapped him all over. 'President, are you okay?'
Bill Huo didn't say a word. He walked to the place where there was no water, then he lay down and took a big breath.
'Water.' Bill Huo gasped.
'Here, president.' Jiang specially prepared warm water, unscrewed the bottle cap and fed him to drink it.
Bill Huo drank more and more urgently, and finally he took the thermos cup by himself, drank it clean, and his breathing eased.
'President, it's getting dark, let's go back ...'
With the word 'go' still in his mouth, Bill Huo stuffed the thermos cup into his arms, went back to his original camp, took a new oxygen cylinder and searchlight, and went into the sea again.
Jiang was anxious to get angry, but he could only watch.
He didn't stop it, but who can stop what Bill Huo wants to do?
Looking down at the threshold of the oxygen tank, it is below zero again. The president always does this. He has to wait for the oxygen to run out before he will go ashore. How can he rest assured?
Peter Pei came up to him at this moment, stood side by side with him, and calmly watched Bill Huo skillfully wear equipment in the sea water.
'Pei Shao, you'd better advise the president. If he goes on like this, something will happen!' Jiang was in a hurry.
'If you don't let him do it, something will happen to him.' Peter Pei squinted and looked far-sighted. 'Let him be. It's easier than doing nothing.'
Jiang cast a confused look and didn't understand what he meant.
Wandering around the death line every day, exhausting yourself like something, also called relaxation?
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Three days later, Andy Jian recovered and was able to walk.
But breakfast was served to her by Qin Mo. After eating, he went downstairs with the bowl as usual.
Andy Jian thought, can't always feel at ease, hiding in the room and doing nothing, so it didn't take long for Qin Mo to go down, and she followed.
Just down the steps, a pure white civet cat with different pupils jumped to her feet, looking soft and docile.
Andy squatted down, carefully picked it up and rubbed its head along the hair.
After a while, it made a low purr, which meant it was very comfortable, and Andy Jian couldn't help but sip his lips and smile.
Qin Mo saw this scene from a distance, and couldn't help stopping and watching.
Andy looked up with a feeling, and he indulged in his eyes with tenderness.
'Beans rarely have such relatives.' Qin Mowen track.
'Beans?'
Andy Jian is like a machine that has been triggered by a button. After a meal, a bloody picture of a child shaking his parents' bodies flashed in his mind. The child's cry seems to be close at hand, exploding in her ear.
'Ah-!'
Andy Jian suddenly covered his ears and screamed out of control. The cat in his arms was frightened and immediately jumped out and was picked up by Qin Mo.
Soon, she calmed down, and that fleeting image was gone forever.
As soon as it was opened, it was a group photo.
There are more than a dozen children in the photo, their faces are very tanned, but they smile with simple sunshine. Andy Jian was cured at first sight, but he couldn't resist it. Instinctively, he raised his index finger and slid right on the screen to check the next one and the next one.
The back is a single photo of those children, and each face is enlarged in the lens, which will freeze the simplicity indefinitely.
Then, there are some photos of payment receipts, which are probably taken for fear of loss.
Andy Jian saw that the payee was 'Hope Primary School of Bug North State' and the payer was Qin Mo.
Those in front seem to be all children in poor mountainous areas funded by Qin Mo.
Andy Jian was shocked, inexplicably wanted to know more about Qin Mo, forgot to take out, and went on reading.
There are almost all the photos of Qin Mo's student days in the album. There are still some young ones in junior high school, and high spirits in senior high school. The university is already an existence that people can't open their eyes to. It is gentle and honest, and it has collected the characteristics that most people like.
Watching, Andy Jian fell asleep.
It's been like this all this time. I'm very sleepy.
Beans jumped on Andy Jian's chest, which made her suffocate a little. Gradually, she entered a dark blue dream.
She dreamed of a man in a diving suit, who walked through the sea, constantly diving, diving.
Suddenly, the man's oxygen was exhausted and he struggled violently.
Andy Jian felt the same way, and became dull and breathless. He clenched his hands hard and tried to get rid of it.
But the man has no strength, like a puppet, sucked into the vortex of the sea water, and Andy Jian, together with him, is caught in the huge suction.
'Don't!'

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