──Yes, rescue will be here soon! After leaving this deserted island, I’ll be the darling of everyone’s eyes again. Who cares about this big popsicle anymore? I’ll spend my life keeping my right hand company!
He thought angrily, taking a few steps forward, when suddenly he heard a sigh behind him.
“Rescue won’t come in the short term.”
The man’s deep yet clear words stunned Ye Sang for a moment. He doubted if he had misheard, so he stopped and looked back. To his surprise, the man was also looking at him calmly, his expression unchanged.
Picking fights but can’t handle it, so you deliberately say such things to scare him. How childish!
Ye Sang intended to retort a few more times, but the seriousness in the man’s eyes left him speechless. Despite his mind being filled with curse words, he couldn’t bring himself to say them, so he took a few deep breaths, only managing to force a smile.
“…You’re such a pessimist. If you enjoy survival games on deserted islands so much, you might as well participate in reality shows after we get back, hehe…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Ai Mo sighed.
“Even if the hotel knew we had a shipwreck, under normal circumstances, they should have found us within a day. But that day, the sea conditions were too bad, and besides, we drifted too far. They might have given up searching,” Ai Mo said.
Hearing this, Ye Sang’s face changed instantly. At this moment, Ai Mo continued, pointing to the dark clouds looming over the sea, “This storm will last for at least a week, and considering the direction of the ocean currents…”
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The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Without hesitation, he started walking towards the mountains.
“Ye Sang!” he heard Ai Mo calling out softly from behind.
“Stop nagging, and jerk off!” he snapped irritably, glaring back at Ai Mo before leaving the beach in a huff.
Ye Sang went ahead blindly, his subconscious simply refusing to see that detestable iceberg. He wandered aimlessly through the woods, winding and twisting, only to find himself unable to find a way out!
──Is this a forest or the Bermuda Triangle?! It’s just a small island! How could he get lost?!
After circling around that peculiar fruit tree for the nth time, he gave up and sat on a rock, clutching his throbbing head.
It was eerily quiet all around, with only strange birdcalls echoing, mingling with his heavy breathing. He suddenly felt pain in his feet, and upon lowering his head, he realized he had lost a shoe at some point.
He woke up in a rage, immediately going to confront Ai Mo. He slipped on his canvas shoes haphazardly and stormed off. Just moments ago, he hadn’t noticed any discomfort walking on the sand, but now, stepping barefoot on the rocky path, he was sure his delicate soles were injured.
The stinging pain, while not life-threatening, was infuriating. He looked at his legs, already a shade darker and marked with bruises after just three days. Though frustrated, he felt powerless.
Right now, forget about sunscreen or whitening products—he couldn’t even apply medicine. His once proud skin would surely scar… Sigh, Ye Sang, stop dreaming. Whether or not he could return was uncertain, so what did scars or beauty matter!
With a huff, he brushed away the sand sticking to his legs in irritation. Suddenly, he felt an itch on his shoulder. Annoyed, he scratched it, only to touch something smooth and slippery.
—It’s a snake!
Fear instinctively made him want to grab the snake on his shoulder and throw it away. Unexpectedly, when he pulled it like that, the startled snake crawled further into his loose shirt. The cool, slippery scales brushed against his body, sending shivers down his spine. Ye Sang screamed and jumped up, frantically shaking his shirt, trying to shake the snake out.
At this moment, Ai Mo quickly rushed to him. With keen eyes and swift hands, he grabbed the snake’s tail still near Ye Sang’s neck, swiftly pulled it out of his shirt, and with a strong flick, the terrifying creature that had been wriggling arrogantly on him instantly lost its breath, limp in Ai Mo’s hand like a soft rope.
The Alpha’s movements were as fast as lightning and executed in one go, but Ye Sang, who was terrified out of his wits at the moment, had no mind to appreciate his handsomeness. Instead, he felt even more annoyed.
His skin still retained the snake’s wet, sticky, icy-cold touch. Ye Sang, in an emotional frenzy, looked at the other person who remained unruffled, feeling overwhelmed with anger. He forgot that the other had just rescued him from imminent danger and, in a fit of rage, tore at his throat, shouting, “Damn snake! Shitty island! Fuck them all!”
He yelled until he was hoarse, feeling like his head was about to explode. After bending over and taking a few breaths, his throat hurt as if it was going to give out. Suddenly, his momentum waned, and he couldn’t hold back his tears any longer. He sat down on the ground, burying his face between his legs, sobbing.
──Why did heaven have to play him like this? He hadn’t done anything wrong… Sure, he might be a bit self-centered and arrogant, but was that really a big deal? Why did he have to be stuck in such a miserable place… He wanted to sleep on a soft bed, take a hot bath, and eat strawberries… But this shitty island had nothing, only a cold-hearted Alpha!
The more Ye Sang thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more tears welled up. He cried uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face, like a child without any sense of image, completely losing his composure.
Hearing Ai Mo let out a soft sigh, he suddenly got up and walked to the nearby bushes, casually picking some wildflowers and grass. He then knelt down in front of Ye Sang, applying the crushed plant mixture onto his injured legs.
The cool, grassy scent eased the itching sensation, but it couldn’t alleviate Ye Sang’s inner turmoil. However, the expressionless iceberg in front of him didn’t scold him for being arrogant, nor did he mock him for crying so ugly. Instead, he quietly knelt in front of him, using his warm palms to gently apply the grass juice on Ye Sang’s bleeding wounds.
Even as Ye Sang’s throat was about to go hoarse from crying, the man neither got up nor spoke, just quietly accompanying him in his tears.
When he saw Ye Sang’s crying gradually stop, Ai Mo discarded the rotten grass in his hand and gently wiped away the grass juice around his wounds with his fingertips. He spoke softly, “It looks like the wounds are healing well. They shouldn’t leave any scars. Even if they do, some cosmetic surgery after we return should restore them to their original state.”
… Cosmetic surgery? Whether we can go back or not is still uncertain… Ye Sang thought irritably.
Author’s Note:
Assist king Snake, R.I.P. (Hands together in prayer)
Except for being clueless in the face of beauty, Ai Mo is generally of high quality~ It can also be considered an essential companion for home and travel! (Thumbs up)
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Ah i get it jerk off, cuz he got caught- LMAO 🤣
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