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The island where they are located is surrounded by the sea on all sides, and the nearest place, G City, is also dozens of nautical miles away, and it may be difficult to wait for their rescue.

As soon as the words fell, a young man ran in from outside, covered in water, "It's too late, the typhoon has been affected, and the distress signal can't be sent, I have asked people to inform everyone on the island not to go out......"

The radio in the middle of the room also hissed even more harshly.

The distress signal can't be sent, are they planning to give up the rescue? No, absolutely not.

An Ziqi pushed Wuga's mother away, turned around and walked outside.

"Ann, you can't run around......"

There was a shout from behind, but An Ziqi didn't care about anything for a long time.

The wind had begun to blow violently, the thunder roared, and the rain poured down, and from a distance, the sea was black and oppressive.

An Ziqi's thin body was crumbling by the wind, and it was a two-minute journey on weekdays, but it took a long time to return home.

Ignoring the clothes on his body that had already been soaked by the rain, he ran into the bedroom, grabbed the mobile phone at the bedside and called Xiao Chen back.

They want to give up, she absolutely can't, she can't give up Xiao Moli, Xiao Chen They must have a way, they must be able to save them.

With trembling hands, he flipped out his address book, and finally found Xiao Chen's number and dialed it.

However, the phone call could not be made at all.

The wind outside is getting stronger and stronger, constantly blowing some debris, mixed with the rain hitting the house, making all kinds of noises.

In the air, lightning and thunder roared, and even the house seemed to shake a little.

An Ziqi sat on the bed, making frantic phone calls over and over again, expecting to hear someone answering inside.

Hopes are constantly rising, and then they are disappointed.

I don't know how many times I dialed, the phone in my hand was hot, my fingers were numb, but the phone screen flashed and went completely dark.

An Ziqi immediately rushed to the suitcase on the side, flipped out the charger in a panic, and recharged the mobile phone.

Xiao Moli didn't know what kind of situation she was facing at the moment, and she couldn't waste a single moment of time and opportunity.

After rebooting, a text message came in suddenly, An Ziqi hurriedly shook her hand and opened it, the text message came from Xiao Moli, and there were only a few simple words on it, "An An, I love you, don't"

Maybe because of the rush of time, the text message was not finished, An Ziqi immediately dialed back, but the phone still couldn't be dialed.

The hand holding the mobile phone trembled violently, and his fingers touched the text message on the screen, but he saw that the sending time below showed half past six in the morning.

Apparently she only received it now because of signal delays and other reasons.

Was this what Xiao Moyi sent to her before the ship's accident?

Under what circumstances would Xiao Moli send her such a text message, and she would send it without even finishing the text message, An Ziqi didn't dare to think about it at all.

The storm outside never stopped, and every minute and second was a torment for her.

An Ziqi sat on the bed all day, her mind was blank, and she kept making phone calls mechanically, Wuga's mother was worried about her, and she came to see her once in the middle, and saw that she was still wearing clothes wet from the rain, so she hurriedly found clothes for her to change into, and persuaded her to take care of the child in her belly.

Knowing that she must not be in the mood to cook now, he also brought her some food.