"For some reason, the right words are always late and the most appropriate time is missing." - "The Colorless Tazaki Saku and His Year of Tour"

Because the beach is less than a few hundred meters away from the hotel, no one except Anran brought their mobile phones. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, everyone hurried back to the hotel first, but did not get news from Uncle Anran that Ji Xiaoxuan was back;

When everyone was about to go out to find Ji Xiaoxuan, suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and it was already pouring rain in the sky. The storm came in an instant, and the violent wind whistled, and everyone couldn't help but worry about Ji Xiaoxuan's safety.

"At this point, I can only look for it separately," Xia Kun called Tu Wei, and Uncle Anran also called several young men from the hotel to search together. Of course, Lin Anran and the others didn't want to stay in the hotel just like this, but Xia Kun was banned. "There is a lot of storm outside now, so you can't have any accidents anymore, so you can't take care of it."

"It doesn't matter! I won't hold back! One more person and one more pair of eyes. This trip plan was organized by me. If the squad leader is really surprised, I will definitely not be able to forgive myself who is watching."

Lin Anran did not retreat to Xia Kun here, and his firm eyes looked straight into Xia Kun's eyes.

"Okay...but you must follow me closely and don't run around."

"I know." Lin Anran nodded vigorously.

Originally, Zhao Qingsi and Zhu Li also said they would go out together to help search, but Xia Kun became tough this time and did not agree. In the end, they only took Lin Anran out. As soon as everyone was wearing the poncho prepared by Jiaojiao's aunt, they immediately overturned the umbrella by the strong wind.

What a strong wind... Is this a typhoon? It turns out that there will be a typhoon here?

Everyone divided into different directions and searched for Ji Xiaoxuan's figure along the beach. Xia Kun and Lin Anran split up together. Xia Kun held a raincoat umbrella. Lin Anran called Ji Xiaoxuan's name loudly under Xia Kun's cover, but the sound of rain was too loud. Even if Ji Xiaoxuan was nearby, it was impossible to distinguish Lin Anran's voice through the sound of rain.

Despite this, Lin Anran did not give up. The sound of her calling was louder and louder every time, almost shouting at the top of her throat. Xia Kun held Lin Anran's hand tightly and walked forward with her in the pouring rain.

Ji Xiaoxuan always gives people the impression that she has been very rational. If you think about it carefully, where would she go suddenly without saying goodbye? Go to the bathroom? No, she should know what to come back; go to buy something? No, that's the same... I can't hurry to go back to the hotel and take shelter from the rain somewhere? No, from the perspective of distance, it should be enough time to rush back before the rain is heavy...

Xia Kun wanted to have a sleep at this time and go to the dream to ask Ji Xiaoxuan in the dream how he would answer this question, but the current situation obviously does not allow him to do so.

But at this moment, the scene of Ji Xiaoxuan being in that nightmare suddenly appeared in Xia Kun's mind.

“I hate the feeling of soaking in water.”

Ji Xiaoxuan once said that.

But that was what the rational Ji Xiaoxuan would say.

Just like Xia Kun will also show his emotional side, won’t Ji Xiaoxuan have it?

After reading a novel, I felt a sense of emotion. Although such a reasoning is quite absurd, it is not entirely true.

Xia Kun changed his mind, shifted his sight and swept from the beach to the distant sea - with the help of insight potion, his sharp eyes could pass through the rain curtain until the entire sea level - and finally, his eyes lit up.

Xia Kun shouted loudly to Lin Anran beside him, "Go back and ask for help! She is on the sea."

"On the sea?!" Lin Anran looked into Xia Kun's eyes and saw a dark figure in the hazy rainstorm. "Is that Ji Xiaoxuan? Why was she in that kind of place..."

Xia Kun had released his protection for Lin Anran at this time. He took down the rain poncho and walked into the sea in the storm.

"Xia Kun! I'll save her! You can't swim!"

Lin Anran caught up with Xia Kun and hurriedly rushed into the sea, but was pulled by Xia Kun, "Have you heard that sentence? Those who drowned are all swimming."

"But you can't swim, it's not that you can't-"

Lin Anran's voice came to an abrupt end - because when Xia Kun rushed towards the black dot, he picked up the lifebuoy left by the beach.

Although Xia Kun was extremely poor in water, he learned the theoretical knowledge of swimming very well. He swam towards Ji Xiaoxuan with a lifebuoy.

At this time, the sea water just passed Ji Xiaoxuan's chest. Her clothes were soaked in the pouring rain. Her disguised hair was also stuck to her cheeks and temples. The coldness of the past was no longer there. At this moment, she was as embarrassed as if she was falling into a cock. Her iconic awe-inspiring eyes were also empty and unconscious, as if she had encountered some curse.

"Ji Xiaoxuan?!"

Xia Kun, who took a breath and then roared, was full of energy. This roar also pulled Ji Xiaoxuan back from his confused state.

As if she had woken up, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Xia Kun, revealing a weak look that was almost impossible to appear on her face, like a stray cat.

However, Xia Kun subconsciously felt that he had seen Ji Xiaoxuan's expression.

Xia Kun stretched out his arm to Ji Xiaoxuan, just like in Ji Xiaoxuan's nightmare, Ji Xiaoxuan hoped that he would play the role. At this time, a big wave suddenly came over. Xia Kun choked on a big mouthful of sea water and quickly wiped his face. But when he looked up again, Ji Xiaoxuan had disappeared from the sea where he was originally standing.

Um...

An Ran was still vaguely heard An Ran’s shouting in the rain. At this moment, Xia Kun could not leave too much time for rational thinking. He held the lifebuoy in one hand and recalled the swimming knowledge Lin Anran taught him in his mind. He took a deep breath and held it in his arms, and plunged into the water.

Unlike what everyone imagined, Ji Xiaoxuan has never been a lady with extremely strict tutoring.

Although their family is indeed very wealthy, most of the family's assets come from their mother's generous academic bonuses. Ji's father met his daughter almost no more than ten times in a year.

Although her weekly phone calls have almost never been cut off, her impression of her father has always been very vague.

In order to fill the gap in fatherly love, Ji Xiaoxuan's mother Yi Ling would take her with her wherever she went when she was alive.

But it was just taking her.

Moreover, it was precisely because of the fact that Ji Xiaoxuan, who was only 9 years old at the time, witnessed her mother's death with her own eyes. She struggled more than that terrifyingly due to severe acute asthma attacks, and is still a nightmare that Ji Xiaoxuan can't get rid of in this life.

Sudden storm, noisy beach.

This is the recurrence of the scene when my mother died of illness.

"So... this is ptsd?"

Ji Xiaoxuan slowly opened his eyes.

Although the storm had ended at this time, the sky was still covered with clouds.

Ji Xiaoxuan lay on a golden beach.

The soaked water drops slid down someone's cheek and dripped onto her face.

Xia Kun was on all sides and supported above Ji Xiaoxuan's body. His face turned blue and his white lips were trembling.

"ptsd, that is, [Posttraumatic Stress Disorder], I learned it in the psychology textbook that Mengjie gave me, that is—"

"You saw the dream I had just had when I was in a coma, right?"

Xia Kun smiled miserably and nodded to Ji Xiaoxuan with difficulty.

"I'm sorry... I'm really sorry."

"It's okay," Ji Xiaoxuan turned his head slightly, his eyes circulating. Even if he deviated from his sight, her eyes were filled with Xia Kun's figure. "If it was you, it wouldn't matter-"

As soon as Ji Xiaoxuan finished speaking, Xia Kun suddenly let out a muffled groan, and his limbs were no longer able to support his body. He slowly sank and leaned slowly on Ji Xiaoxuan's body.

At this time, Ji Xiaoxuan, who was colorless, was already stained with Xia Kun's hot blood.

A wooden stick was penetrated through his right waist and lower abdomen, and the wound was covered with blood and flesh.
Chapter completed!