Cunning Man 2

Gu Xijun had a habit of picking up a sketchbook and doodling randomly to distract herself whenever she felt lost and desperate.

　　The white paper in her hand was quickly replaced by different layers of blue, and she scribbled and stopped, her spirits somewhat lower than yesterday as well.

　　When Cheng Zihao walked to the deck alone, he saw such an eye-pleasing picture. The sky and earth were pierced by a washed out blue color that made it impossible to open one's eyes, and the woman wearing a light yellow long dress with broken hair was leaning against the railing and painting.

　　Her long, flowing hair fluttered rhythmically with the sea breeze, and her little face, red from the sunrise, glowed with a circle of light. White drawing paper was spilled all over the ground, and a few of them floated up with the wind and slowly landed on the calm surface of the sea.

　　Occasionally looking up, Gu Xijun held a colored pencil in front of her eyes and gestured, quickly looking down again to continue scribbling, completely failing to notice that Cheng Zihao had quietly walked behind her and sat on the floor.

　　It seems that he slept well last night. Cheng Zihao put his breakfast on the deck and casually picked up a piece of drawing paper and held it between his fingers, noticing that Gu Xijun's doodles were colorful, seemingly messy but layered.

　　The tip of the brush crunched to a halt with the man's voice, and Gu Xijun slowly closed the sketchbook, responding in a rippling manner, When will the yacht dock?

　　Her tone was calm as if she was just out for a good time, completely devoid of yesterday's anger and frustration, except for the pallor of her cheeks and the weakness of her fingers, which made her look a little weak.

　　Cheng Zihao pondered for a moment, his tone still resolute: five days later.

　　It is really admirable that Mr. Cheng has a lot of work to do in the day and still has time to be busy! Gu Xijun stood up holding onto the railing, her face getting paler and paler. It was hard to stabilize her shaky feet, and her originally watery eyes became hollow: When will injustice end?

　　Her body went limp, and her steps almost tripped over the life preserver on the side. Stubborn as she was, however, she would never repeat yesterday's mess, bracing herself to hold onto the guardrail and walk slowly.

　　When the skinny back disappeared on the deck, Cheng Zihao's mood suddenly sank, and he grumpily slammed the breakfast specially prepared for Gu Xijun into the seawater.

　　Until sunset, Gu Xijun never stepped out of the room again. She had once read this news from a foreign magazine, a lost hiker, without food only rely on drinking melted snow water, survived the most difficult ten days, and finally managed to be rescued.

　　It was only five days, she had enough fresh water, she should be able to make it.

　　Gu Xijun had received a foreign education since she was young and was relatively open-minded. The first/night for her, apart from the pain, did not reach the point where it was impossible to die.

　　But sex/love is something between two lovers, and although she can't change Cheng Zihao's decision, she has at least tried to maintain her dignity. If the yacht would arrive at the harbor in five days, as long as her willpower was strong enough to hold out, she would definitely be able to escape with her life.

　　Thinking of this, the gloomy mood that had plagued him all night seemed to get better.

　　In the locked room, she slept when she was tired; when she was hungry, she drank water. When her will was weak, she leaned against the window, gripped her pencil with what strength she had left, and drew for herself the most varied and beautiful world in white paper.

　　Time unknowingly arrived late at night, Gu Xijun woke up from her shallow sleep with a sharp pain that started from her stomach and spread to her whole body, piercing her every nerve like a steel needle.

　　Beads of sweat continued to slide down her bare forehead as she rolled over, her body unable to help shaking desperately with the pain.