The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 717

"Ah? What did you say?"

As he is getting older, the old man seems to have some hearing problems.

Wen Lueyan had no choice but to bend down even deeper, raised his voice and shouted in his ear,

"I said—do you know when the cruise ship Costa will dock?"

"Oh, the Costa."

This time the old man finally heard clearly, and said seriously to him with a frown and a fan,
"It's the big cruise ship invested by a very rich company, which was abandoned a few years ago!"

"..."

The boy blinked, and there was a second blank in the amber pupils, as if he didn't understand what the old man said at all.

And so his voice became muffled,
"What...abandoned...what do you mean?"

His voice was too low, the old man didn't hear it at all, and just continued according to his original words,
"After that fire! Four out of five members of the family died! Poor! After that accident, Costa was abandoned, and it was blasted in the middle of the sea a year ago! The residues all sank Into the sea!"

"I heard that the girl who died in the sea was the radio anchor on the ship! Only she fell into the sea, and her mother, younger siblings were all burned to death! Poor!"

"That radio station is still very famous! What is it called Deep Sea Radio Station! My wife used to listen to it every day! The girl's voice is so nice!"

"..."

Wen Lueyan's whole body gradually stiffened.

The sinking sunset painted more and more dimly on his eyebrows, and he slightly raised his eyebrows, like a mechanical movement that he couldn't react to.

The huge shock made him unable to make any expressions, and every nerve was solidified as if glued.

The sound of the tide surged.

Gradually, the girl's clear and melodious voice converged in his ears, and the low-pitched smile flowed out from the grid of the radio. In those dark nights, the moonlight shone on him.

She said she was on a cruise ship called Costa.

She said that the cruise ship returns to the port on NO.15 every month.

She said that maybe it was because others couldn't receive the radio waves that they didn't call her.

She said that maybe it was because of their fate that he was able to call the hotline.

She is familiar with all the beautiful scenery on the sea, and she knows the streets and alleys of Haitian City.

But her radio station is always on an uncertain channel, hidden in those stations like a drifting bottle, and it takes him 10 minutes to find each time.

All she described to him was the sea in the night.On the "delicious street" she called, the things she was familiar with had already changed, but she didn't know it at all.

It's as if time goes by, only she stays forever.

Wen Lueyan straightened up slowly.

He heard the crackling sound from his stiff bones, just like the sound of boundless ocean waves breaking after colliding with each other, just like the wave that rang in the background of the female DJ every night in his memory.

He left the beach step by step like a robot.

The dim afterglow paints his back.

In the empty harbor, there is no cruise ship named Costa, and there is no female DJ named Lin Zhihui with a nice voice.

I don't know when it was, when Yu Hui completely sank the boy's face into the shadows, a newspaper suddenly appeared in his head.

Before it all started, at the beginning of those nights.

He searched for the English newspaper answer in his parents' room, an old newspaper that he accidentally pulled out.

That black-and-white photo shows a huge cruise ship belching smoke.

Wen Lueyan suddenly constricted his pupils, and then he ran vigorously.

(End of this chapter)