Ning Qiuyan held up her mobile phone and searched for a signal in the room.

Stand on the bed and climb onto the window sill.

Then we went to the corridor, dining room, living room and front yard.

The signal bar always showed an exclamation point. The Internet was a short-lived thing, and the only thing he could control was the single-player game. He asked Comber about the signal on the island, and Comber kindly suggested that he go to the lake and give it a try.

But pay attention to safety.

Ning Qiuyan had a psychological shadow about the lakeside. Two hours later, he could not resist the temptation of the Internet and passed by the woods with his mobile phone.

The first time he walked out of this building in the daytime, he didn't walk very fast, leaving deep and shallow footprints in the snow, becoming a small moving dot in the woods.

"He is a filial child." Dr. Ling said casually, "He looks so well-behaved, with watery eyes like a puppy. You can't tell that he has a tattoo on his arm. It's said to be in memory of his mother. It's very nice."

Guan Heng stood in front of the window and looked downstairs.

The thick curtain opened a crack, and the skylight came in and fell in front of him, about a foot away.

Guan Heng's eyes reflected the snow outside the window, and he opened his lips and said: "There is also one behind the earlobe of my right ear."

Dr. Ling was surprised: "Is there still one behind the ear?"

The little dot in the woods fell down, but quickly stood up, straightened his hat and continued walking forward, which seemed a bit clumsy because the road was not easy to walk.

Guan Heng closed the curtains and said calmly: "The heart-shaped one is very small."

Dr. Ling laughed.

The room returned to darkness.

The chandelier projected Guan Heng's tall and silent shadow.

He strode to the table. Guan Heng picked up a small bottle on the table with his fingers. The bottle contained a transparent liquid, only a few milliliters. He looked at it and then put it down: "Take it with you."

"If the situation is not serious..." Dr. Ling put away his smile and said to him, "what you do may not be a good thing for them. Let me tell you, everyone should be more cautious."

Guan Heng did not answer this topic.

After a short silence, he said: "Is the time coming soon?"

Doctor Ling looked at his watch: "There's about an hour left. What do you think?"

Guan Heng said: "There is no special feeling."

Dr. Ling said: "The meeting will be in April. Xiao Ning will come again in a month." He hesitated and asked, "Do you want to consider letting him live on the island? We have good resources and will not treat him badly.

"

Guan Heng's black hair was like a waterfall, and his expression was indifferent: "It's not to that extent yet."

Ning Qiuyan couldn't find a signal at the lake either.

He thought about the possibility that the Internet could only be connected to Guan Heng's room.

After a while, he gave up the idea. If the Internet was only in Guan Heng's room, then there should be a network directly below that room and so close.

Ning Qiuyan was puzzled and very disappointed.

To deprive a young person of the right to access the Internet is to deprive him of his soul.

Stand-alone Xiaoxiaole is not good at all.

Fortunately, the scenery by the lake is beautiful.

Except for the fact that he almost fell into the lake and was still frightened, he couldn't fault this place.

The lake was frozen and the boat was stuck in the middle of the lake.

The pier is covered with snow and surrounded by fir trees.

Ning Qiuyan returned to the room to get his guitar and returned to the pier by the lake. His injured hand no longer hurt so much. He just planned to play the guitar. It was better to have something to do than to waste time.

The music I listened to on the bus when I came to the island is still cached on my phone.

He played it several times and played it several more times. The undisturbed environment and beautiful scenery made this matter extremely easy, and he soon became proficient in the melody.

When he felt the desire to play more pieces, he stopped playing.

The exercise came to an abrupt end.

Ning Qiuyan was in a daze for a long time.

My hands and feet were numb from the cold, so I took the piano case back to the room, and then stayed in bed for a long time without playing any more games.

From then on, until he left Dudao, he never saw Guan Heng again.

On Monday morning, Ning Qiuyan got up before dawn, finished cleaning up, and went to the restaurant.

The kitchen prepared oatmeal and sandwiches for him.

He ate them all.

What makes Ning Qiuyan feel most comfortable in Dudao is the food here. Every meal is completely different and very delicious. The injured kitchen worker does not seem to affect the operation of the kitchen at all.

Kang Bo sent it to him personally.

When they arrived at the pier, there was light snow falling in the sky again.

It was dawn, and the white boat moored next to the pier was still a hazy white shadow in the faint morning light.

There was no wind that day, and the white boat was not swaying with the waves. There was a man standing on the deck, who should be Uncle Ping.

Before boarding the ship, Ning Qiuyan thought about something: "Grandpa Kang!"

He took out the warm earphone box from his coat pocket and said, "These are Mr. Guan's earphones. I won't have any insomnia when I go back and won't be able to use them anymore. Please thank him for me."

Kang Bo didn't answer it and said with a smile: "What the gentleman gives you is yours."

Ning Qiuyan doesn't want it.

He has collected a large sum of money.

Kang Bo saw his thoughts and said: "Next time I come to cross the island as promised, just treat it as a small thank you gift. Go ahead, I hope you won't get seasick this time."

Ning Qiuyan bid farewell to Kang Bo.

On the boat, Uncle Ping was still dressed the same as last Friday.

There was no strong wind on the sea this time.

There was no boy in the cabin who landed on the island with Ning Qiuyan.

Ning Qiuyan asked Uncle Ping once, but Uncle Ping did not answer directly: "You have only come a few times, and he will never get on the boat with you in the future."

Ships sail across the sea.

The journey went smoothly to the ferry terminal on the coast.

"Be there on time next time." Uncle Ping said, "I'll still wait for you here."

"Okay." Ning Qiuyan responded. After getting off the boat, he waved goodbye to Uncle Ping, "Goodbye, Uncle Ping!"

Uncle Ping stood on the deck, seeming very unaccustomed to such farewells.

After a while, he waved to Ning Qiuyan and quickly entered the cabin.

Ning Qiuyan set foot on land and saw old boats piled up with graffiti on the beach.

He walked through the woods and onto the asphalt road, where he stood for half an hour without waiting for the return bus.

So he chose to walk.

When he was two or three hundred meters away, his cell phone was called.

Su Jianzhou said on the phone: "Ning Ning, we will go to get off work tomorrow night, let's go to the bar and wait for you."

Ning Qiuyan: "Okay."

Su Jianzhou said something to others in a cheerful tone, and then complained to Ning Qiuyan: "Why couldn't I get through when I called you yesterday? What are you doing?"

Ning Qiuyan said: "I went to cross the island, but the signal on the island is not good."

Su Jianzhou was stunned for a moment, then scolded himself and said, "I'm sorry, I was busy and forgot."

Ning Qiuyan said "I know" but was not angry at all.

When we were crossing the island, because the island was so strange, our urgent desire to contact Su Jianzhou and complain to him had disappeared.

He feels that he has grown up.

After making an appointment with Su Jianzhou, the bus came through the early morning fog.

Ning Qiuyan got into the car. The driver this time was not the same as last time. There were also many people in the car, and every passenger looked like they were awake.

Ning Qiuyan was sitting by the window, listening to the little girl in the front seat asking her mother to play finger bears with her.

The couple in the back seat were whispering, and the sleeping uncle next door snored in public.

Ning Qiuyan looked through all the information and hot spots that he had missed in the past few days.

Suddenly I felt like I was back to reality.

That night, Ning Qiuyan had a very bad dream.
To be continued...