"Don't worry. It's perfectly normal to change the route due to weather." Zhou Shucheng was certain that Li Chaoyang was concerned about the route.
Li Chaoyang was, in fact, concerned about the so-called curse.
Since he cursed the Zhao family, he has despised these two words and is always afraid when he hears them.
"What are you talking about?"
Han Xue strode over with a smile and took Li Chaoyang's arm.
"Nothing, just chatting casually." Li Chaoyang smiled confidently.
"Let's go, let's eat." Han Xue stated firmly. "I need your help. My classmate is behind."
Li Chaoyang turned his head and saw a short-haired woman standing at the door of the cabin. She had a curvy figure and I knew her immediately.
After saying goodbye to Zhou Shucheng, Li Chaoyang and Han Xue strode over together, and Han Xue wasted no time in introducing them.
"This is Li Chaoyang, my boyfriend and a great writer." Han Xue stated confidently.
"Hello, Shu Meina. I'm Han Xue's college classmate." The short-haired woman shook Li Chaoyang's hand firmly. Li Chaoyang remembered this woman was a reporter from the provincial TV station's news channel. Of course she looked familiar. A group of people walked into the restaurant and started talking. Shu Meina's boyfriend, Hu Jun, was already waiting in the restaurant. He was in his thirties, with a gentle and elegant demeanor. He wore a pair of glasses, a straight suit, and shiny leather shoes. His clothes were undeniably elegant. Shu Meina and Han Xue were chatting happily. Hu Jun was not talkative and spent the entire time reading. Li Chaoyang was drinking a glass of water by himself. The atmosphere was awkward for a while. After a long time, Hu Jun finally spoke up. "Is your pen name Zhu Hou?" Li Chaoyang was taken aback but nodded. "It was you after all." You killed your neighbour's family, didn't you? Hu Jun suddenly asked a very strange question. Although his tone was natural, it was unmistakably harsh to Li Chaoyang. Hu Jun was well aware of the story, which had long been spread online. However, his question made Li Chaoyang very unhappy.
It was like two strangers asking if you were a thief as soon as they met. They were wrong.
It was very abrupt.
Hu Jun was quick to change the subject, asserting that he had been too abrupt. "Let me be clear: I'm a surgeon. I have read all the relevant reports. The media hype is excessive. "The child's face clearly shows that he was drowning."
"Let's not discuss this topic." Li Chaoyang was angry.
He had no intention of discussing this matter.
"Okay, I apologise."
The scene became awkward once more.
At this moment, Li Chaoyang was certain that someone was staring at him from behind.
It was a strong intuition, and it was clear that the person was looking at him very seriously.
He turned his head and saw that the person sitting behind him was a young girl. She was wearing denim shorts, a white T-shirt, and had her hair in a ponytail. She was in her early twenties.
The woman was certain that Li Chaoyang was looking at her. She lowered her head and pretended to continue reading, but her book was all over the place.
Li Chaoyang was certain that this woman had seen him many times before and was deliberately paying attention to him.
That look was not one of admiration. It was surveillance.
"Something happened!"
A staff member ran in, clearly distressed, and pointed in the direction of the deck, shouting: "Someone fell into the sea. Go and help."
The ponytail sitting behind Li Chaoyang stood up and rushed over without hesitation.
Several other people immediately stood up.
Li Chaoyang's heart sank. There were only two people on the deck besides him: Zhou Shucheng and the couple.
Zhou Shucheng is the most likely to fall into the sea.
He stood up and ran out, thinking of this.
However, Zhou Shucheng did not fall into the sea.
The woman in the couple fell into the sea.
At that moment, the man was climbing out with determination, grasping the railing and prepared to jump down to save people. Zhou Shucheng grabbed his hand firmly and called for assistance.
"Xiao Wen, save her. Save my Xiao Wen." The man cried loudly, his tears streaming down his face.
Everyone gathered at the bow. The sea was dark and nothing could be seen. The only sound was the waves hitting the cruise ship.
Despite the fact that someone turned on a mobile phone flashlight, the bow was too high from the sea surface for it to be of any use. Nothing could be seen.
Li Chaoyang stood aside and watched with cold detachment. Ponytail was the most enthusiastic. She leaned out half of her body and searched for the woman.
Such behaviour was futile, there and then.
The ship was still moving, so if the woman fell from the bow, she would be swallowed by the waves in an instant or rolled to the bottom of the ship and churned into meat paste by the propeller.
Li Chaoyang was momentarily uncertain. The deck had a railing more than one metre high. The woman would never fall unless she flipped over.
He was certain that the two people had acted in a certain way before going down. They were clearly copying the classic scene from the Titanic.
The woman must have flipped over the railing and fallen down.
The searchlight was soon turned on by the staff.