Chapter 906： Last message (2)

The small island they are on is surrounded by sea, and the nearest place, G City, is also dozens of nautical miles away. It may be difficult to wait for their rescue.

As soon as the voice fell, a young man ran in from outside, covered in water, "It's too late. The typhoon has turned around and the distress signal cannot be sent. I have sent someone to inform everyone on the island not to go out... …"

The radio station in the middle of the room also made a harsher neigh instantly.

If the distress signal cannot be sent out, are they planning to give up the rescue? No, absolutely not.

An Ziqi pushed Wuga's mother away and walked outside.

"Ann, you can't run around..."

There was a shout from behind, but An Ziqi had already paid no attention to anything.

The island has already begun to blow violently, thunder is roaring, the rain is smashing down like pouring, looking from a distance, the sea is black.

An Ziqi's thin body was shaken by the strong wind, and it took a long time to get home after a two-minute journey on weekdays.

Ignoring the clothes that had been soaked by rain, he ran into the bedroom, grabbed the phone by the bedside and called Xiao Chen back.

They want to give up, she absolutely can't, she can't give up Xiao Moli, Xiao Chen and the others must have a way, and they will definitely be able to save them.

Shaking hands, digging out the address book, finally found Xiao Chen's number and dialed out.

However, the call cannot be made at all.

The wind outside is getting stronger and stronger, constantly blowing up some debris, mixed with rainwater hitting the house, making various noises.

In the sky, thunder and lightning flashed, and even the house seemed to shake a little.

An Ziqi sat on the bed, making crazy calls over and over again, expecting to hear someone answering inside.

Hope continues to rise, and then it fails.

I don't know how many times I called, the phone in my hand was hot, my fingers were numb, but the phone screen flashed and went dark completely.

An Ziqi immediately rushed to the suitcase aside, ran out the charger in a panic, and recharged the phone.

Xiao Moli didn't know what kind of situation she was facing at this moment. She couldn't waste a bit of time and opportunity.

After rebooting, a text message came in suddenly, An Ziqi shook her hands busy and opened it. The text message came from Xiao Moli, with only a few simple words on it, "An'an, I love you, please"

Perhaps because of the rush of time and the short message was not finished, An Ziqi called back immediately, but still couldn't make the call.

The hand holding the phone trembled violently, and the finger touched the text message on the screen, only to see the sending time below 6:30 in the morning.

Obviously because of the signal delay and other reasons, she only received it now.

Was this sent to her by Xiao Moli before the ship accident?

Under what circumstances would Xiao Moli send her such a text message, and then send it out without even finishing the text message, An Ziqi didn't dare to think about it at all.

The violent storm outside never stopped, every minute and every second was suffering for her.

An Ziqi sat on the bed all day, her mind was blank, her hands kept making calls mechanically. Wuga’s mother was worried about her. She visited her once and saw that she was still wearing clothes that were wet by rain. Clothes, hurriedly found clothes for her to change, persuading her to be cautious about the child in her stomach.

Knowing that she was definitely not in the mood to cook now, she gave her some food.