【Island No. 1】

"What's getting hot?" Edogawa and the skeleton bride who had just finished eating their own small bread were squatting not far away to dig a "fresh-keeping pit". They were about to put the strange birds that Fan Peiyang beat into for temporary storage. They wanted to cook tomorrow. After accidentally hearing the conversation between Tang Lin and Fan Peiyang, they looked over immediately and asked alertly.

Tang Lin wanted to say that the wind had become hot, but the next second, he thought of something, suddenly squatted down and reached out to touch the beach.

It also has a hint of warmth.

It's not a problem with the wind.

Tang Lin's expression became solemn: "The temperature on this island has risen."

Edogawa and the skeleton bride were stunned and immediately used their hands to explore the temperature of the sand. But after exploring for a long time, they looked suspicious: "Nothing has changed..."

Zheng Luozhu, who also imitated Tang Lin to explore Sha Wen, shook off the fine sand on his hands: "You two have been playing with sand for a long time, of course you can't feel it." After saying that, he stood up and looked at his captain and boss, "It's really hot. Although it's a little hot, it's too strange. Shouldn't it be colder than during the day at normal night?"

The temperature of the island was like spring before, but now it is more like late spring and early summer.

"There is no normal thing in the level." Nange, who was originally waving the water and blew the sea breeze, walked back to the beach and joined the discussion.

Tang Lin nodded: "This temperature is not a big problem, I'm afraid this is just the beginning."

"No," Edogawa and the skeleton bride also stood up, "You mean, will the temperature continue to rise?"

Tang Lin nodded with a calm expression.

Fan Peiyang said lightly: "We must make the worst plan now."

Edogawa, the skeleton bride looked at him together: "What are the plans?"

Fan Peiyang: "A volcano erupts, magma flows everywhere, sea water boils, and a scorched earth."

Edogawa, Skeleton Bride: "…"

They want to go to the sea now.

"Boss, don't be so terrifying," Zheng Luozhu saw that his friends who were rising step by step changed their faces, so he quickly patted his shoulders and taught his experience. "When you learn from me and make the worst plan, try to make a soft filter based on objective facts. This will not affect your thinking and coping strategies, and it will not easily be damaged by confidence."

Edogawa helps his forehead: "Let Mr. Fan say that tomorrow will be a scene of hell in the end. Can you soften one for me?"

"Isn't it just that the volcano erupts and the sea water boils," Zheng Luozhu slapped his head, "Hotpot Island, the hot pot with heavy butter, and then we just sliced ​​meat and meatballs. When we think about it, the picture will be cute, so it's easy to accept it, right? Then you think about how to survive."

Edogawa, Skeleton Bride: "…"

Is it necessary to struggle with the meatballs in the hot pot? Isn’t it just that someone is fishing out and eating it?

"Your metaphor is quite cute." Nan Ge blew his head funnyly.

A hint of smile appeared on Tang Lin's solemn face: "You have a good mentality, keep it."

Seeing Tang Lin laughing, Fan Peiyang slowly flattened his eyebrows with a slightly frown.

Edogawa and the Skeleton Bride looked at the four people: "…"

vip, a confusing organization.

Although the temperature is rising, the rising speed is very slow. If it keeps this heating speed, then by tomorrow morning, it will be at most officially entering summer.

So Tang Lin still suggests everyone to rest first.

The six people returned to the beach and lay down on the beach.

The open sea can give people a sense of security than the island behind it. If the temperature rises suddenly overnight, it can jump into the sea to cool down.

From last night to now, everyone has been working hard. They used to test stationery trees, explore islands, and wait for small breads. When they dug holes, they didn't feel that they were finally over. Now they have finally finished their first day on the isolated island. They have really lie down and rested. The accumulated fatigue has come, and they instantly make people so tired that they don't even want to move their fingers.

It seemed as if I knew that the passers-by had rested, and even the sound of the waves became quiet.

Tang Lin and Fan Peiyang were lying side by side, Zhuzi and Nange were on the right side several meters apart, each finding a comfortable position. The Skeleton Bride and Edogawa were on the left side of the two, and were also a distance away.

At first, both sides were talking, but later the conversation gradually weakened, and then there were only night winds, waves, and moonlight.

Tang Lin looked at the sky under the night with his hands with his pillow, and his eyes drifted far and far away.

Fan Peiyang also had the same position as him, but as he looked, Tang Lin's face was in the sky - Tang Lin, who had not lost his memory, was willing to let him hug Tang Lin, whom he could kiss.

"What are you thinking?" Tang Lin's voice came from his ears.

Fan Peiyang paused and said, "I wonder how to spend the remaining six days."

Both of them were looking at the night sky, but not each other.

So Tang Lin didn't know that Mr. Fan was making up lies with confidence and chatting very seriously: "Actually, this level is to hope that every island will kill each other. In order to achieve this goal, the next step will be more difficult day by day."

"Normal, starting from the dungeon, the levels are filtering." Fan Peiyang has long ago assumed that "maliciousness" is one of the basic elements of the levels.

Tang Lin was silent for a moment, and made up his mind and said, "I can't control what happens in other islands, but on this island, I will never let the killing of each other happen."

"I can't attack you." Fan Peiyang said calmly, as if he was saying that the weather was good today. "If someone wants to attack you, I will make him regret coming to this island."

Tang Lin never doubted Fan Peiyang's attitude towards him. He said this, just to discuss the subsequent countermeasures with Fan Peiyang.

But Van Peiyang made a promise naturally.

Tang Lin was once afraid of talking about "feelings" with Fan Peiyang. He knew that Fan Peiyang was the same, so they tacitly kept silent about the past.

However, after the incident in the temple last night, everything seemed to have changed.

Fan Peiyang is changing, and he is also changing. It seems that when some words are spoken, they will continue to be bright and transparent. Even if they can’t see the exit for the time being, they will give people more courage and calmness to face it.

"Don't believe it?" Fan Peiyang thought Tang Lin didn't believe him.

"I believe." Tang Lin looked at the moon, and the moonlight shone the faint smile in his eyes, like a shattered wave, "After all the bookshelf in your heart is me."

Fan Peiyang was caught off guard by jokes.

Before he said what he said just now, he had made various preparations. Whether Tang Lin was silent, pretending to be stupid, escaping, or changing the subject, he could go on.

But he never expected that Tang Lin would come up directly and even defeat him with a big golden sword.

admit?

impossible.

Don’t say that Mos is just talking nonsense. Even if he really broadcasts the abyss in his heart, he will pretend to die to the end.

reason?

Mr. Fan pretends to die without reason.

But don't admit it?

The bookshelf is made by yourself, the books are stuffed by yourself, the people are thinking by themselves, the fear is put on their own, and they are all taken out by the guards and executed publicly. Any quibbling will appear pale.

"Fan Peiyang." Tang Lin suddenly whispered his name.

Fan Peiyang suspected that he had heard it wrong because he actually heard the long-lost gentleness from it.

He wanted to turn to look at Tang Lin, but his body was still moving, as if he was being stopped by the name.

"This is not right." Tang Lin said again.

Fan Peiyang came to his senses.

No longer trying to peek at the people beside him, he looked at the distant sky and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Lin's voice became lower and lower, like a whisper, like a sigh, and more like heartache: "You can let others in your heart, let me go, or let others go, but you never forget to let yourself go."

Fan Peiyang was slightly stunned, and a trace of inexplicable complexity flashed through his heart: "Do you have any experience?"

Tang Lin's eyes softened: "That's right."

Fan Peiyang hummed lightly: "Didn't you forget everything? Where did you get the experience?"

"Thank you for the enthusiastic guardian," Tang Lin smiled. "You can see the whole leopard. After hearing Moss talk about a few things, I roughly know our past state."

Fan Peiyang disagreed: "He only reads a few of so many sealed memories. The samples are accidental, and the conclusions must be biased."

Tang Lin also knew that the relationship between two people could not be a bad thing. If this is the case, what did you do in the past? Life is too good and you need setback education?

But Fan Peiyang's attitude of "what I said is the truth" is so hard to beat him up, so Tang Lin deliberately asked: "What do you mean is there are happy things in those sealed memories?"

Fan Peiyang didn't think about it: "Of course."

Tang Lin was waiting for his words: "Then tell me, what kind of happiness did Mos missed?"

There must be a happy past, but Tang Lin doesn't believe Fan Peiyang will talk, because "telling the past" is like trying to prove "how good we were once", so Mr. Fan disdained...

Fan Peiyang: "You chased me first."

Tang Lin: “…”

What kind of happiness is this!

【Island No. 2】

"Don't rush to sleep," Guan Lan kicked Tanhua and Wuwufen who had already lie down, and called the monk who was about to walk to the open space next to him, Leon and Whole wheat, pointed to the little piglet with four legs facing the sky and no longer struggling, and said, "Give it a name first."

Tanhua was confused: "Why do you want to name a name?"

"The monsters are always called. If it understands it, it will be so sad." Guan Lan squatted down, and excitedly played with the two ears of the piglet, and raised his head to the members of his team while playing, "a. Little Fat; b. Little Meat; c. Xiaoxiang; which one should I choose?"

Whole wheat: “…every of your options makes me hungry the more I listen.”

"Don't say it's useless," Guan Lan urged, "Choose quickly."
To be continued...