Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

At night, the group removed all the business class seats, piled them together, threw some clothes soaked in fuel oil in the middle, and lit them with cigarette lighters.

call!

Blue flames lit up the cabin, and a strong smell of fuel spread throughout the cabin.

In the past, they would definitely have covered their mouths and noses, because the smell was really unpleasant.

But now, this cluster of firelight is their only hope in the darkness.

In economy class, some people took their allocated fuel back with them, recharging that faint light.

However, the economy class was always noisy because there was no one to lead the way, so they argued fiercely about who was warming themselves by the fire in front and who was in the back.

Sometimes, they even resort to violence.

As a result, the economy class was divided into several small groups, mostly families and friends, and a small number of solo travelers, who huddled together and helped each other.

Humans are social animals and cannot live without groups; Sun Chengwu is no exception.

He walked out of the cabin, followed by Zhou Xi and two others, as well as Old Man Xu.

Su Wanqing was never able to integrate with these people, probably because of her experiences after the plane crash, which made her unable to trust many people except Sun Chengwu.

Seeing Sun Chengwu approaching, the crowd cheered, "Brother Sun is here!"

Sun Chengwu's remarkable feat today has impressed many people.

He managed to swindle a backpack full of food from the group of black people all by himself.

This food is enough for them to have one more meal and last another day.

Therefore, these shouts contained more respect than the previous awe.

Only after Sun Chengwu sat down did these people dare to sit down.

Someone handed him a bag of nuts and asked, "Brother Sun, want some nuts?"

Sun Chengwu took two.

Just then, another person handed over a bag of instant noodles. "Brother Sun, this is delicious, it's barbecue flavored."

Everyone chatted amongst themselves, from Sun Chengwu's heroic deeds that day to his fishing, and then to their own families.

After everyone finished talking about their family matters, the atmosphere became somber.

One person choked up, saying, "I miss home. I wonder if my parents will faint from shock when they find out about the plane crash. My mom has heart disease; if she gets seriously injured from the shock, I'll feel like a sinner!"

After saying that, he slapped himself hard, and tears streamed down his face.

One person cried, which moved the others present, and most of them also had tears in their eyes.

Suddenly, someone said, "I really envy you guys. I have no parents, my wife ran away, I have no relatives. I went to America to find a job and earn some money to support myself in my old age. Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to afford a nursing home..."

These words further dampened the atmosphere.

Old Xu, sitting next to Sun Chengwu, had a Liqun cigarette dangling from his mouth and seemed rather enthusiastic.

He said, "Actually, this experience was quite good. I originally thought that I, an old man, would only be able to follow that lousy auto repair shop for the rest of my life. I never expected to be able to experience this before I die."

Hey, you know what, it was fucking exciting.

Sun Chengwu was both amused and exasperated.

This old man has a really good attitude.

Most people are afraid of dying when they get old, but he's seeking thrills and is afraid of living too long.

These words eased the atmosphere in the cabin considerably.

Just then, someone squeezed through from the economy class side.

Sun Chengwu looked up and saw the man who had wanted to join them earlier that day.

He looked at the crowd crying while hugging a ball, feeling somewhat at a loss.

In his girlfriend's eyes, these people were all thugs, which was why they were so good at fighting.

Although he joined, the stereotypes still persisted.

It wasn't until he saw these people cry that he realized they were all men of flesh and blood, just ruthless towards outsiders.

Sun Chengwu waved to him, easing his embarrassment.

The man sat down next to Sun Chengwu and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Sun Chengwu said, "I miss home."

Sun Chengwu also missed home, but he was used to keeping his feelings to himself, so he didn't cry, though his eyes were slightly red.

Upon hearing the word "home," the man suddenly fell silent. Hearing the crying around him, he was moved and felt a little sad.

As night deepened, many people huddled together and fell asleep.

Sun Chengwu got up and returned to the crew cabin.

In the cabin, Su Wanqing was alone, wrapped in a coat, leaning against the cabin wall.

A thick layer of frost had already formed on the cold bulkhead.

Hearing the voice, Su Wanqing looked up at Sun Chengwu and asked, "Aren't you with them?"

Sun Chengwu exhaled a puff of white breath and realized that there was no fire here, and it was too cold.

He opened his suitcase, pulled out two oil-soaked T-shirts and threw them on the ground, then took out Old Xu's cigarette lighter and plugged it into his phone.

With a whoosh, the flames ignited.

In the firelight, the tear tracks on Su Wanqing's face reflected a crystalline light.

She nervously wiped it.

Just now, she heard these people outside talking about their homes and crying because they missed home, and she couldn't help but feel sad too.

There were only two people there, and she rarely opened up. "Actually, I don't miss home. After I got married, my parents stopped treating me like family."

Every time I go back to my parents' home, I bring a lot of gifts and money.

I have a younger brother who just got married.

So every time I go back, my parents give me a cold shoulder and ask me why I'm back again.

According to custom, if a married daughter always returns home, it is believed to affect the family's fortune.

My younger brother went to work for a state-owned enterprise, and they are worried that I will affect his job.

When I went to my mother-in-law's house, they didn't treat me well either, because I came from a bad family. Their family business was a family business, and I was just an ordinary person who didn't know anything and couldn't help with the company.

My husband has been staying away from home a lot lately. When I ask him, he always says he's working overtime and is very tired.

Of course I know he's tired. He's been getting very close to one of his secretaries lately. I know he won't betray me, but who can guarantee that?

As she spoke, Su Wanqing covered her face, choking back tears, "My husband thinks I've been having mental health issues lately, so he suggested I go out and have some fun, but I never expected something like this to happen..."

Sun Chengwu didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only be a listener.

Su Wanqing cried herself to sleep against the cabin wall.

Sun Chengwu covered him with his coat, and then closed his eyes opposite her.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the toilet seat and fell on Sun Chengwu's face.

He raised his hand to block out the sunlight, opened his eyes, and saw a clear blue sky outside the window.

In the distance, everything was a vast expanse of white.

Further away, the vast blue sea meets the sky.

Just one glance at the weather cleared away much of the gloom that had weighed on his heart last night.

According to the plan, we're going fishing today.

Sun Chengwu got up. Bai Zhan and his men were already preparing outside. Seeing him come out, Bai Zhan smiled and said, "I was just about to call you. Have something to eat and get ready to leave."