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Chapter 1292: Chapter 1292: Extra Story of Du Fu 18 (Additional Chapter for Ban Xia)

When they returned to the beach, the sky was completely dark.

But the moon over the sea was exceptionally large and bright, shining brightly on the beach, casting a vast silver effect.

Du Lai checked the “SOS” sign he had placed. Except for a slight dip in the stones, it was no different from when he left — indicating no rescue team had co by.

No one had discovered them.

This result left Du Lai feeling deeply discouraged. He dared not imagine what would beco of him if he remained trapped here forever, and what about Xiaodou and Xiaomiao and the others? What would they do?

Could it be that he had done too many bad deeds, and that’s why he ended up in such a situation?

“Du Lai, where are we sleeping today?”

The voice of the young lady, carried by the sea breeze into his ears, with a slight tremor, interrupted Du Lai’s thoughts.

He turned to see Fu Miaoxue standing under a coconut tree with her arms around herself, shivering.

The temperature dropped at night, and their clothes were damp and chilly from the sea breeze. The pampered and spoiled young lady had never suffered like this before, and now she sneezed several tis, looking very embarrassed.

“If only there was a cave for us to hide in…” she muttered sulkily, her face full of irritation and grievance.

Du Lai sighed inwardly.

Not only was he trapped, but he also had this ticking ti bomb beside him.

He no longer dared to hope for one hundred million or two hundred million, only wishing that when the day of their rescue ca, he could peacefully send this great Buddha away, and not offend people like Fu Lisheng.

However…

It probably wouldn’t be easy.

If he could keep his temper while being with such a woman every day, he feared he would beco abnormal.

Du Lai placed the bamboo tubes one by one into the sand, covering them with leaves to prevent evaporation.

Then he took out the dagger Fu Miaoxue had given him and walked into the woods to cut so tree branches.

Fu Miaoxue followed him like a shadow, asking, “Du Lai, where are we sleeping? It’s so windy here, but the forest is so dark and there are so many bugs…”

“I’ll try to set up a tent,” Du Lai said.

“Huh?” Fu Miaoxue looked at the branches in his hand, “How are you going to set it up?”

“I don’t know.” Du Lai sighed, “Just going with the flow.”

Fu Miaoxue felt he was unreliable, “So basically just setting it up randomly…”

Du Lai said, “Pretty much.”

He never thought he’d be stranded on a deserted island, so naturally hadn’t learned wilderness survival skills. Maybe he watched a few episodes of survival shows when he was a kid, but watching them and actually doing it were two different things.

Du Lai could only rely on his mory to set up the tent, not caring about quality or aesthetics, only aiming for the fastest and most convenient way to set it up, so he and Fu Miaoxue could get a stable night’s sleep.

He cut down a long, thick branch, chopped off the side branches, and stuck it straight into the ground. Then he cut a dozen thinner branches, arranging them like the fra of an umbrella on the thick branch in the middle, fastening them securely with strips of cloth torn from his own clothes.

Finally, he intertwined so wide leaves on the branches, leaving only a narrow gap for one person to enter. He covered it with several layers of palm leaves outside to shield from the wind as much as possible.

Worried that the leaves might be blown away by the wind in the middle of the night, he deliberately buried a few handfuls of sand around the tent.

Du Lai felt he had done his best.

This crude umbrella-shaped tent probably took him an hour, or maybe longer.

After the two of them cautiously crawled inside, they found the space excessively small. They could only curl up on their sides, unable to stretch their legs, or even sit up completely without pushing against the top of the tent.

Fu Miaoxue lay on the cold leaves, feeling utterly disheartened. When had she ever suffered like this?

But today she was truly exhausted and hungry. Despite the terrible environnt, she fell asleep imdiately after closing her eyes.

Du Lai was the sa.

There was no trace of awkwardness or excitent typical of a lone man and woman sleeping together. Once they lay down, they quickly drifted into a deep sleep.

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