Give me back my tail

Ji Rong didn't know many people. He walked out of the scenic spot of the hot spring on the top of the mountain when the sky became dim and his hands and feet became stiff. Then he took out his phone and contacted Qian Nuo again.

About five hours later, Ji Rong took Fu Yin's helicopter and arrived at Island J.

Qian Nuo's stomach was slightly swollen. When Ji Rong first arrived, he was still in a trance. He glanced at it, went up to touch it in a daze, and Qian Nuo raised his hand to open it, and gave him a supercilious look.

Fortunately, there are very few people on Island J, as if isolated from the world, Qian Nuo threw his mobile phone into the sea, and Ji Rong tried his best to pretend that the past was thrown away.

Fu Yin's house on this island is so big that other buildings in the background are negligible.Fu Yin and Qian Nuo lived in the master bedroom upstairs, while the downstairs was owned by Ji Rong alone.

He was woken up in the morning by the only servant in the house, three meals a day were arranged properly, and he didn't need to worry about changing clothes or even what he would wear the next day.

Occasionally go out, you can walk along the deserted coastline for a whole day.

After a few days like this, Ji Rong's spirit gradually improved.

As time went by, I gradually began to adapt to life on the island.

In the second month of going to the island, Qian Nuo asked him to go to the platform in the center of the island to play together.

The platform is not a scenic spot, so it has no name. From a distance, it is just a pit in the middle of a small bush. When you get closer, you can see a nearly circular stone platform surrounded by trees.The base of the platform is a natural flat and huge stone, with small stones on the side to build a ladder to go up, and stones to make rough tables and chairs.

Although the ground is very rough, sitting on a stone chair and being blown by the sea breeze, listening to the rustling sounds of the surrounding palm trees, you can relax your body and mind quickly.

Qian Nuo seemed to like it here very much. He had a long face because of his limited mobility, but he felt much better after sitting down, and asked Ji Rong how he was feeling.

Ji Rong said it was fine.

"I almost ran away when I first came here," Qian Nuo said. "I felt like I was kidnapped to an uninhabited island. I was bored and a little scared."

At such a young age, Ji Rong heard the word "fear" from Qian Nuo for the first time.

He looked up curiously, but found that Qian Nuo didn't seem to realize anything, so he continued talking as usual.

"Later, I stayed for a long time, got used to it, and thought it was pretty good," Qian Nuo said while taking a deep breath, and wanted to continue when the phone in his pocket rang.

Ji Rong hasn't touched this thing for more than a month, seeing Qian Nuo take it out and poke it, it feels like a lifetime ago.

The relaxed expression on Qian Nuo's face almost faded with poking.

Ji Rong asked, "What's wrong?"

Qian Nuo looked at him, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you think anything will happen now?"

"What?" Ji Rong came to his senses after asking.

He let out an ah, and his eyes fell on the small silver-white flat machine. After struggling for a while, he said, "It's nothing wrong."

Qian Nuo put the screen in the middle of the small stone table.

It was Qian Lu who posted the article last time.

Ji Rong guessed that she might be doing new media work among humans, so the title was horrifying: The death of a century-old fox demon—is the increasingly severe punishment fair or biased?

The content is not worthy of such a profound title. It neither mentioned the changes in the relationship between the National Fox Demon and the Coordination Office, nor did it pay too much attention to Chen Zimi who was sentenced to death.

The main content of the whole article is still one, scolding Zhao Zecheng.

Ji Rong took a quick look at it, because the words and content were similar to last time, but did not cause too much fluctuation in his heart.

It was not until the end that Ji Rong slowed down.

It was four blurred pictures of the execution scene, but Ji Rong still recognized Zhao Zecheng standing in the lower left corner at a glance.

Zhao Zecheng wore a dark and heavy-colored overcoat, which was very suitable for this occasion. He looked serious and lofty.Like a judge, he looked at Chen Zimi in the middle of the execution ground expressionlessly.

For a moment, Ji Rong couldn't help thinking: If it was me who was tied there, what expression would he have?

But soon he smiled wryly.

Because Ji Rong seemed to think highly of himself again subconsciously, he, Ji Rong, Chen Zimi, and Yang Dongdong were probably all the same to Zhao Zecheng, and he shouldn't make assumptions based on the premise that he was special.

If he had to do it, maybe Zhao Zecheng would still be like this, and he could watch Ji Rong leave without expression or waves.

But Ji Rong doesn't seem to be able to do it.

He returned the phone to Qian Nuo, tried his best to maintain normalcy, sat with him until evening, and had dinner with Fu Yin on a rare occasion.

But after returning to the room, Ji Rong couldn't help but start to feel dazed.

He found that he sadly kept recalling the blurry figure in that blurry photo, and the emotion he brought was not a kind of hatred, regret and anger.

On the contrary, he was thinking subconsciously, there seemed to be a slideshow playing in his mind, he closed his eyes and opened them so clearly, Zhao Zecheng's hug, kiss with him, sex, Zhao Zecheng's tone of voice, the corners of his mouth radians.

He even clearly remembered the last time and place he saw this dark brown coat.

At that time, the season had just changed, Zhao Zecheng brought some clothes back to the apartment, and Ji Rong helped tidy them up, and there was a coat like this.

When he finished hanging up, Zhao Zecheng hugged him from behind. Zhao Zecheng said, "We are good wives and good mothers."

Then kissed him.

Zhao Zecheng's lips were soft, and the kiss was gentle and precious, as if he really liked Ji Rong and wanted to spend a long time with him.

Ji Rong felt that he was hopeless, but there was nothing he could do.

In the middle of the night, the sky began to rain lightly.The rain quickly became heavier again, and it crackled when it hit the glass.

Ji Rong couldn't fall asleep at first, so after listening for a while, he simply sat up and opened the window.

The wind and rain quickly swept into the house, and the raindrops fell on the ground at the end of the bed and on Ji Rong's feet.

Ji Rong didn't hide.

He curled up against the raindrops and faced the surging sea outside the room, as if he was floating on it. He also had fear of unknown dangers, and helplessness, and more, it was regret, regret that he had experienced these things before , failed to seize the time to finish what I wanted to do.

Ji Rong stared at the rainstorm in a daze, thinking about some things that he didn't have.

I don't know how long it took, but there seemed to be something on the surface of the sea.

Ji Rong was stunned.

There are no street lights on the island, and the moonlight is also covered by clouds. Only some faint light from the walkway of this building shines out, and the vision is very poor.

Ji Rong can only see that the things on the sea seem to be getting bigger and bigger, and the speed of getting bigger is very fast, it doesn't seem to be washed over.

Ji Rong stood up, and he got out of bed and walked to the window stepping on the rain.

The gray thing was already very close, and amidst the violent wind and rain, the sound of the engine slowly mixed in.

Although he has almost no similar experience, Ji Rong feels that this is probably a human ship that was washed over.

Everyone in the house was probably asleep except Ji Rong, he thought for a while, turned on the light in the room, and waved to the other end.

With the blessing of the lighting in the room, the vision is also better.

There seemed to be something similar to a motorboat on the sea, and a person wearing a helmet descended from it.

The man was quite tall, and when he saw Ji Rong's light, he walked over quickly in three steps at a time.

"Are you okay?" Ji Rong said to him when he came to him.

The wind and rain were too strong, Ji Rong felt that it would be better to climb in through the window instead of going around through the door, so while talking, he wanted to open the window wider.

The man stopped him.

"I have something to do." The voice of the visitor was caught in the rain.

But because he was too familiar, Ji Rong quickly recognized it.

His eyes widened. Zhao Zecheng had already loosened the buckle of the helmet and took it off.

The rain splashed on the faces of both of them at the same time, and Ji Rong pushed Zhao Zecheng out almost in the next second, and the hand holding the window also exerted force at the same time, trying to close it.

But Zhao Zecheng was faster than him.

He didn't stop Ji Rong's behavior, he put his hands on the wall, and jumped into the room before Ji Rong closed the window.

Zhao Zecheng was panting, he held Ji Rong's wrist very hard, and asked him, "Why are you running?"

The author says:

I may have something wrong, I finally changed to 18-24, and then started to change to 25-30... Good food, I don’t deserve orz