The matriarch has returned; that spendthrift son is truly daring!

Chapter 259 I had a dream

Seeing his forced, grinning face, Song Shuyue felt somewhat helpless.

Seeing several boats of those people rushing towards them, Song Shuyue didn't say a word. She grabbed Xie Junchen and swam to the right, the lights sweeping across the calm water.

Xie Junchen's expression was also unusually grim, his eyes filled with a sharp, cold light. Once he successfully escaped, he would make all these people pay the price.

"When they got close, we had to hold our breath and hide underwater."

Song Shuyue looked at Xie Junchen with a cold gaze. Xie Junchen nodded heavily. It seemed that these people had discovered the two empty ships and guessed that they must be on the sea, so they sent more people to search in all directions.

Fortunately, Xie Junchen had already swum out of Hai Qingfeng's and their group's range, so they were safe for the time being.

When the ship's lights swept across the water, people's heads were hidden underwater, and the icy, bone-chilling seawater repeatedly tested their will.

“You should have searched for them carefully and thoroughly. They can’t have escaped from here. There’s no one on those two boats. They couldn’t possibly swim out of this area at the fastest.”

The boat was less than three meters away from them. Song Shuyue's heart was in her throat, and her throat was pounding so hard that the sound echoed clearly in the seawater.

She acted impulsively tonight.

The indicator on the watch showed that Song Yanzhou would have to wait another hour to reach the sea area where she was located.

Song Shuyue held Xie Junchen's arm. The boat was stopped around them, and they had no chance to show themselves. Seeing this, Song Shuyue pulled Xie Junchen and swam in another direction.

Feeling the weight on her hands growing heavier, she knew Xie Junchen was about to give up.

He was injured, and the immersion in the icy seawater was gradually causing his body temperature to drop.

Xie Junchen knew that if things continued like this, he would implicate her. He pushed her hand away and tried to run in another direction, but to his dismay, Song Shuyue did not give him the chance. She pulled him up forcefully and swam forward with all her might.

Noticing that there were no lights lingering above her, she immediately poked her head out of the water, gasped for breath, and pulled Xie Junchen up with her.

His deep eyes began to glaze over, his lips turned purple, and his face was deathly pale, terrifyingly white.

Song Shuyue hugged him tightly and glanced at the island. They were currently the closest they could get to the island. If they went ashore now and hid in the forest, they might still have a chance of survival. But if they stayed in the water, the man would really be in grave danger.

Song Shuyue hesitated. He wasn't a member of the Song family and had nothing to do with her. She could abandon him and let him perish in the sea.

At times like these, all you can do is complain and blame others.

Song Shuyue took a deep breath, but still couldn't go against her moral conscience. She hugged Xie Junchen and swam towards the island. The forest on this island was very large, and if they hid here, those people would most likely not find them.

"How did we end up back here?" Xie Junchen opened his eyes with all his might and saw land.

Song Shuyue took his arm and put it around her neck. "Now is not the time to ask this. Let's get ashore."

Xie Junchen's consciousness gradually blurred, his steps became heavy, and each step felt like a thousand pounds of weight. How long had it been since he had been in such a sorry state?

"Thank you. I know you changed your mind because of me. I'm sorry for dragging you down."

Xie Junchen forced a smile, but Song Shuyue didn't look at him. Looking at the vast, silent forest before her, she quickened her pace.

Her physical strength was severely depleted. She was a girl, and no matter how strong her physique was, she had reached her limit to last this long.

"Don't sleep. If you really pass out, I really won't be able to carry you. I'm very tired right now. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Xie Junchen nodded. "Okay, I'll hold on."

Song Shuyue found a hidden cave. It was on the other side of the way they had landed, and those people shouldn't be able to find it for a while.

Song Shuyue put the person down on the ground, and then collapsed heavily herself, panting for a long time before she came to her senses and picked up her watch.

She silenced the beeping sound. "Yueyue, how are you now? Are you safe? Don't be afraid, your brother will be there in half an hour. You must hold on. If you encounter any danger, you must take care of yourself first."

The watch revealed Song Yanzhou's anxious and worried voice.

Song Shuyue slowly said, "I'm fine, you can come over here!"

Xie Junchen turned his head to look at her. She was dressed in an all-black outfit. Except for her exposed face, which was fair and delicate, everything else blended into the darkness. Her hair was plastered to her forehead, making her indescribably beautiful.

Her chest heaved, revealing the fullness of her breasts.

"Can you still hold on?" Song Shuyue got up and looked at him.

Xie Junchen was incredibly fragile at this moment. His tall and strong body lay flat in the empty cave. His legs were very long; Song Shuyue estimated that he was 1.9 meters tall. His black hair was wet, and every tremor of his long eyelashes seemed to use all his strength.

With deep-set brows and flawless good looks, Xie Junchen possessed a captivating composure amidst his youthful charm. Putting everything else aside, Xie Junchen's face was indeed outstanding.

"I can do it, don't worry, Yueyue, thank you."

Song Shuyue did not answer. After a moment of silence, she knew better than anyone that if anyone should say thank you, it should be the person in front of her.

Without him, Lei Xiao'an might never have come back.

She felt conflicted and asked, "Why were you following me?"

She noticed someone was following him from the beginning. She tried to shake them off several times, but still couldn't. She finally managed to lure them in the wrong direction at sea. She thought it was someone else, but it turned out to be Xie Junchen.

Xie Junchen coughed twice, lowering his voice, his half-closed eyes reflecting the girl's face.

“I ran into you at the bar. I saw you going out with a strange man, and I was worried that you might be in danger, so I followed you. I didn’t mean any harm; I was just afraid that you would be deceived. After all, you are a girl, and we are friends, aren’t we?”

The next sentence stopped Song Shuyue from even uttering a harsh warning.

She gazed at him quietly for a while, then looked away before helping him up.

"Xie Junchen, what exactly is your purpose? You can say it directly, there's no need to deliberately get close to me."

Song Shuyue's words surprised Xie Junchen. He thought he would gain some favor with her, but he didn't expect to become someone who had ill intentions and could be approached.

Xie Junchen felt a tightness in his chest, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood. He had said he didn't like Song Shuyue.

He and Song Shuyue were just ordinary friends, but weren't all their adventures for a purpose?

But he couldn't reveal his true purpose.

His goal was simple: he just wanted her.

"Song Shuyue, if I said I approached you without any ulterior motive, would you believe me?"

Upon hearing this, Song Shuyue retorted, "Do you think I look like a three-year-old?"

Now it was Xie Junchen's turn to be speechless. "..." She was not easy to fool.

Xie Junchen didn't look at her, but focused his gaze on the thick leaves. "Yueyue, I know you may not believe what I'm saying, but I'm not lying to you. For the past two years, I've been having a dream. In the dream, I'm a young general, and you're a general too. We march and fight together, and we discuss strategies together. We seem like complete strangers, yet we also seem like comrades-in-arms fighting the same enemy. We can talk about strategy all day long, but in real life we're as distant as complete strangers."

In reality, it was her who unilaterally distanced herself. He wanted to get closer to her this time, but in her eyes, he was just an ordinary person.

Even in his dream, he could clearly feel his intense and uncontrollable love for him.

He also saw the look of resentment on the man's face before he died; it was the love that he had kept hidden in his heart but had never had the chance to express.

Upon hearing these words, Song Shuyue looked at him in astonishment and shock.

Xie Junchen continued, "So when I first saw you, I felt that we should be friends, very good friends. It felt like I had known you for a very long time, and I wanted to get closer to you. That's why."

Actually, there were many things he didn't say, such as that his desire to get close to her wasn't simply to be friends.

Song Shuyue suddenly realized that she always felt that many of his behaviors were strange. He would say he didn't like her, but he would deliberately get close to her time and time again.

After hearing his explanation, she could understand.

"I believe what you say."

Xie Junchen's pupils suddenly dilated. He turned his head and looked at her in shock. It was just a dream he had, and she actually believed it.

Song Shuyue could understand his astonishment. Many people probably wouldn't believe it if it were a past life and a present life, but she was, after all, someone he loved most who had been reborn, so she believed it.

Besides, what he said was true; they did know each other in their past lives.

"Ah."

After Xie Junchen finished speaking, he could no longer hold on and fainted. Song Shuyue rushed to his side to check on him and found that his body was burning up. Oh no, he had a fever.

I glanced at the time; Song Yanzhou hadn't arrived yet.

Song Shuyue had nothing on her, so she could only reach out and keep slapping his face, "Xie Junchen, don't sleep, wake up."

The bracelet on Xie Junchen's wrist lit up, and Song Shuyue pressed it. "Master Xie, Master Xie, can you hear me? Where are you? Where are you?"

Song Shuyue: "We are..."

Xiao Zhou arrived before Song Yanzhou. On her way back, she encountered Song Yanzhou, who was rushing over. Song Yanzhou breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his sister safe and sound.

"Yueyue, you're not listening to us again, and you're taking risks on your own."

Song Shuyue admitted that she had acted rashly this time and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, it was my fault."

The medicine in the first-aid kit that Xiao Zhou brought was very effective. Xie Junchen's fever had subsided. Song Shuyue helped him remove the bullet. Xiao Zhou looked at Xie Junchen's hand, which was still gripping Miss Song's clothes tightly, and silently looked away.

"He helped me again."

Song Shuyue looked at the person lying on the bed. Song Yanzhou said, "Well, you can thank him properly later. Do you have any wounds?"