We Will Meet Again

The speedboat sailed into the sea, like a light boat that had been freed from heavy shackles. Huo Zizhen and Mrs. Zheng breathed in the smell of freedom and wanted to immediately contact the Huo family to come and receive them. Unfortunately, in their panic, they seemed to have lost their phones.

Huo Zizhen hurriedly pulled at the waiter's pockets and realized that all four of his pockets were equally heavy.

"Where's your phone?"

"I can't bring my phone to work," the man shouted as he drove the speedboat.

Huo Zizhen took a deep breath and thought of the rules on the ship. Then, she asked the man loudly, "How long will it take to return to Jinzhou Pier?"

"Miss, it will take at least five hours."

Who knew how many complications would arise in five hours, and how far the speedboat's fuel could go? If they met another ship on the way, they might be able to call for help, but if...