Night gradually fell.

On the deserted island, the only thing heard was the extremely loud cry of a woman.

Luo Junheng just held his sister with one hand, without coaxing her, and let her cry loudly.

The hand holding the cigar patted her back repeatedly, like patting a petulant kitten.

Until she has cried enough and stops.

Nan Song cried until she had runny nose and tears. She raised her head from Luo Junheng's shoulder, opened her big watery eyes, and complained with choked sobs, "Why did you come here..."

Tears fell unsatisfactorily, her little red face was wet with milk, and her shoulders were shaking slightly due to sobs.

"I thought I would never see my eldest brother again..."

Luo Junheng looked at her aggrieved look, chuckled, and said in a low and slow voice, "Brother is here, isn't he?"

Nan Song sniffed and said "Yeah".

Only then did I get off the big brother.

Luo Junheng put the cigar in his mouth, took off his suit jacket and put it on Nan Song. He raised his hand to wipe the tears from her eyes.

"You are crying like this. Are you three years old?"

Nan Song's eyes were red and she glared at him, "You are only three years old."

He also knows how to talk back, and he seems to be alive again.

Luo Junheng's blue eyes were filled with a smile. He took out a starry sky blue square scarf from the pocket of his suit jacket and handed it to Nan Song.

Nan Song took it, wiped his tears and nose, and pouted slightly.

Luo Junheng pinched her little face and said, "Little crybaby."

He handed the satellite phone to Nan Song and said, "First of all, let's make sure the old monkeys and the little monkeys jumping up and down at home are safe."

Nan Song responded obediently, picked up the satellite phone and called her father and brothers to report that they were safe.

Quan Yeqian and others were almost crazy with anxiety. The moment they learned about the plane crash, they all prepared to fly to Country Y to find their sister, but were stopped by Luo Junheng.

After hearing the news that Nan Song was safe, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

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The flight attendant was sent away by Luo Junheng, and the plane was salvaged from the Lanaohai River.

Captain Yan Yuan also has to go back to report on his duties and cooperate with the investigation of relevant departments.

Luo Junheng and Yan Yuan didn't communicate much, and their relationship didn't even seem very close, but Nan Song watched from the side, and somehow, he always felt that there was an indescribable magnetic field and tacit understanding between them.

When leaving, Yan Yuan waved goodbye to Nan Song, "Goodbye, Xiao Nan Song."

"Captain Yan."

Nan Song called out to him, looked into his light gray eyes with dots of purple light, and said: "That copy of "Love in the Time of Cholera", I will send you another copy later."

"No."

Yan Yuan suddenly patted his chest and mouth, smiled faintly, "Here it is."

"..."

Nan Song was stunned.

Did he put the book on his body?

Yan Yuan was picked up by the people who came to pick him up.

Luo Junheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Love in the time of cholera?"

"Oh," Nan Song explained, "I brought a book that I originally planned to read again on the plane, but Captain Yan took it away."

Luo Junheng's blue eyes flickered, "Isn't it true that the book of Nan Song is not loaned out?"

"So I gave it to him directly." Nan Song said confidently.

Luo Junheng nodded, "Oh."

"ah!"

Nan Song suddenly shouted.

From the book, I thought of something else.

"What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!