Tang Qing sits cross legged on the bed and looks at the beige door panel not far away. She doesn't know if she has the courage to open the door.

Sometimes it's good to deceive yourself. It's hard to bear to face the truth.

She lowered her head to look at the food on the tea table, took the snacks and fruit, and sat on the bed eating like that.

It's kind of like the last dinner Tang Qing thought that he would die if he died. At least he would be a dead ghost before he died.

She drank the water, finished the snack, curled up on the bed and closed her eyes.

Is Gong Heng still alive?

In the past year, she has never thought about it.

In that explosion, she and Xiao Fengting are still alive. Why would Gong Heng die?

At that time, Gong Heng and Xiao Fengting rushed forward together. According to the truth, they were not dead, and he might have been saved

These days, it is enough for a seriously injured person to recuperate and come back again.

The more she thought about it, the colder her body became. She bit her lip and couldn't help but hold her arm tightly, thinking about what to do next.

She felt that she would never want to live on the island again.

There was no way. After several times of this kind of thing, she realized that there was no way to escape from such an island except for outsiders Unless she jumps into the sea again and tries to see if she can be saved.

Tang Qing thought of this and couldn't help laughing bitterly.

Unless there is a dead end, who will use this apparently suicidal way to escape. No wonder the other party is not even lazy to close the window, but also determined that she understands her own situation.

She had no way to escape.

Tang Qing's thoughts were wild, and she felt sleepy again. She understood that this was not right, but her mind could not resist the sleepiness. Tang Qing opened her eyes and looked at the pile of food on the bed. She was a little depressed and thought that there was poison in the food!

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the room is quiet.

Except for the sound of the waves, there was no sound in the room.

Therefore, a little light footstep sound, let Tang Qing suddenly wake up from sleep.

When she opened her eyes, the first thing she realized was - black!

I can't see the black of five fingers.

It's like a nightmare.

I don't know when, maybe when she was asleep, someone opened the door and came in and closed the door and window.

The thick curtains were pulled down, and no sunlight penetrated from the outside - no, it might be night. She couldn't tell clearly. She couldn't figure out how long she had been sleeping, an afternoon? Or a day and a night?

Tang Qing flustered sitting on the bed, she raised her eyes and looked around helplessly, trying to draw a little light from the pure darkness and want to see another person in the room clearly.

Yes, there is another person in the room.

She clearly felt that another person's temperature, line of sight and outline were in the darkness, and that person was standing not far away, his sight fell on her body, and he was watching her precisely.

And she couldn't see him.

She almost doubted whether she was really totally blind.

Tang Qing hears the gentle footstep sound again. She is approaching her bed. Her heart beats fast. She feels nervous and scared. She can't help but step back. Her thin back is against the cold wall. She feels that the man has come to the bedside and her knee touches the edge of the bed.

Tang Qing couldn't stand it. Finally, he started to ask in a trembling voice: "Gong, Gong Heng Is that you? "