bioinnovel Chapter 249 I've changed my mind!
Chapter 249 I've changed my mind!
But he didn't wipe it.
He was thinking about something.
The young man's face.
He will remember it for the rest of his life.
lifetime.
……
Eighty meters underwater.
The sea shark resumed its low-speed cruising at three knots.
The direction... is not in a hurry.
Zhang Yan leaned back in his seat and casually turned off the sonar's active scanning.
The propeller noise of the "Wakasa" is rapidly fading into the distance, its frequency increasing—full power output.
They run pretty fast.
He glanced at the speed data.
Section 25.
That's already the limit for the Mizuho-class.
"It ran away," Nie Qingcheng said from the passenger seat.
"Um."
"Smarter than the last few ships."
"Those ships from last time didn't have a chance to escape."
Nie Qingcheng thought for a moment.
"When you stood up just now—"
"Um?"
"He's quite handsome."
Zhang Yan turned to look at her.
Nie Qingcheng's expression was very serious.
This is not a joke.
It's the kind of seriousness that makes me feel quite satisfied when "my man stands on the back of a shark and scares enemy warships into fleeing at full speed."
"There's just one downside," she added.
"Which point?"
"I picked out that casual outfit you're wearing; it cost 38,000."
"..."
"When the sea breeze blows, the right side of the hem sticks up, and you don't even pull it up."
"I was scaring people."
"Even when you're trying to scare someone, you should still maintain a professional image."
Zhang Yan remained silent for two seconds.
"Next time I'll wear a suit."
"No need." Nie Qingcheng crossed her legs and put her feet on the edge of the chair. "I'll tidy it up for you next time."
She spoke very naturally when she said "next time".
It seems like this kind of thing, where people "ride mechanical sharks to intimidate foreign warships," will happen frequently in the future.
Maybe it really will.
Zhang Yan adjusted the course back to east-northeast.
"Go back?" Nie Qingcheng asked.
"Hmm. It's time for dinner."
"What do you want to eat?"
What would you like to eat?
"You did it."
"That's not an answer."
Nie Qingcheng tilted her head and thought for a moment.
Braised pork belly.
"You said you were going to lose weight last week, and this week you're eating braised pork?"
"I didn't see you standing on the shark's back last week."
"...What does it matter?"
"After seeing that scene, what's wrong with eating a couple more pieces of meat?"
Zhang Yan found himself unable to refute this logic.
"Okay. Braised pork."
"Add another soup."
"What kind of soup?"
"Whatever, anything you cook is delicious."
Zhang Yan tapped twice on the control panel to set the automatic cruise route.
The Devouring Shark slightly adjusted the angle of its tail fin, and the body drew a smooth arc underwater.
Direction: Jinghai.
The seabed topography slowly shifted outside the observation window. Sandy seabed, a few clumps of seaweed here and there, and a group of small silver fish were swept forward by the current from the mechanical shark.
The light inside the cabin became dim.
The sun is setting.
The sunlight above the sea changed from gold to orange-red, refracting into the water like a thin layer of orange gauze.
Nie Qingcheng unbuckled her seatbelt and walked to the observation window.
The orange-red light bathed her face in a warm glow.
She leaned against the window frame, tapping the glass with her finger.
"Zhang Yan".
"Um."
"Today's sunset was more beautiful than the one on the mountain."
Zhang Yan glanced out the window.
Watching the sunset underwater is completely different from watching it on the surface.
After light passes through the seawater layer, most of the blue and violet light is filtered out.
The rest are all warm colors.
The whole world felt like it was bathed in honey.
"really."
Nie Qingcheng did not turn around.
He drew a circle on the glass with his finger.
"When did you discover that there are coral reefs, sunsets, and—"
She paused for a moment.
"Is there any scenery you can take me there?"
Zhang Yan remained silent for a second.
"On the way back from the Golden Triangle last time."
"I scanned the seabed topography as I passed by."
What were you thinking at that time?
"I'm thinking of bringing you here after this is all over."
Nie Qingcheng turned around.
Her expression was obscured by the backlight.
But Zhang Yan could see that the tips of her ears were red.
She walked back to her seat.
He was not wearing a seatbelt.
Instead, he bent down, placed his hands on the armrests of his chair, and lowered his head to be at eye level with him.
"You thought of taking me to see the coral when we were bombed last time."
"That's not a very accurate summary."
"What's inaccurate?"
"Not during the bombing, but after the bombing."
Is there a difference?
"Yes. We were thinking of a countermeasure when we were bombed."
"What happened after it was bombed?"
"After confirming it was safe, I scanned the terrain and found this coral reef to be quite nice, so I marked it."
Nie Qingcheng stared at him for five seconds.
Then she lowered her head, resting her forehead on his shoulder.
He remained silent.
Breathing very lightly.
About ten seconds passed.
"Zhang Yan".
"Um."
"I've made up my mind."
"What?"
"I won't wait for you to defeat that Ruins."
Zhang Yan's fingers paused slightly.
"Um?"
Nie Qingcheng raised her head.
Their eyes are very bright.
There was an orange-red light inside. And some other things.
"If you beat it, we'll get married. That's what we agreed on before."
"But I changed my mind."
"What have you changed your mind about?"
Nie Qingcheng tapped his chest with her finger.
"I'm not waiting anymore."
she says.
"I'll get married whether I can defeat it or not."
"What if you come back one day after a fight missing an arm or a leg—"
"Won't."
"I haven't finished speaking yet."
Zhang Yan shut up.
Nie Qingcheng's fingers moved from his chest to the side of his face, her thumb brushing against his cheekbone.
"Listen to me."
"No matter when you fight, how you fight, or whether you win or not."
"My marriage to you is not based on any conditions."
"You don't need to defeat a monster from 30,000 years ago to prove anything."
"You don't need to gather the four spirits or build any interstellar warships."
Her thumb stopped at the corner of his mouth.
"You are Zhang Yan."
That's enough.
There was a three-second silence in the cockpit.
Only the low hum of the thrusters could be heard.
And the very faint sound of flowing water coming from the seabed.
Zhang Yan looked at her.
The beauty mark at the corner of her eye looked like a tiny drop of amber in the orange-red light.
He reached out and tucked the stray hairs that were hanging by her ear behind her ear.
The movements were very gentle.
"it is good."
One word.
Nie Qingcheng's eyes reddened.
But she didn't cry.
She buried her face in the crook of his shoulder and took a deep breath.
I could smell the salty scent of the sea, the cool smell of the metal chair, and the faint scent of his 38,000 yuan casual outfit after it had been blown by the sea breeze.
Neither of them smells good.
But she felt...
This is the best smell in the world.
Zhang Yan put one arm around her shoulder.
He put his other hand back on the control panel.
The course of the sea-devouring shark remained unchanged.
East by north.
Jinghai.
Family.
The orange-red color outside the window is gradually darkening.
The coral reefs on the seabed have been left behind.
Ahead lay a deep blue, vast sea, where nothing could be seen clearly.
But the course is very clear.
The direction is very clear.
Nie Qingcheng adjusted her position in his arms, finding a more comfortable spot.
"Zhang Yan".
"Um."
"After returning home."
"Um."
"Braised pork belly. With potatoes in it."
"OK."
"The soup is winter melon and pork rib soup."
"it is good."
"besides……"
"explain."
I'll make breakfast tomorrow.
Zhang Yan's hand paused on her shoulder for a moment.
"..."
"You're not allowed to laugh!"
"I didn't laugh."
Your lips moved.
"I'm thinking about how much salt to put in the winter melon and pork rib soup."
Nie Qingcheng pinched his waist.
It doesn't hurt.
But he still hissed.
got used to.
The ravenous sharks moved silently along the seabed as night deepened.
The six-meter-long black aircraft carved a straight, unwavering path through the water.
Zhang Yan's phone screen lit up briefly.
News of Qin Xiao.
"Brother Yan, that ship turned around and sped away at 25 knots, heading towards Yokosuka. Should we send the coast guard after it?"
Zhang Yan replied with one hand.
"Don't chase."
"Let it go back."
"Take a story back with you."
"What story?"
Zhang Yan thought for a second.
"A story of someone going out to die."
The message has been sent.
He flipped his phone over and placed it face down on the armrest.
The screen went out.
Only the faint blue light from the instrument panel remained in the cockpit.
Nie Qingcheng was almost asleep.
Her breathing became slow and regular.
Her fingers were still clutching the hem of his clothes.
A small wrinkle appeared on the 38,000 yuan casual outfit.
Zhang Yan looked down at the hand.
Her nails were neatly trimmed. There was no ring on her ring finger.
not yet.
almost.
He gently pried open her fingers that were clutching the fabric and held them in his palm.
Her hands were much smaller than his.
But he's quite strong.
Even in their sleep, they held on tightly.
Zhang Yan held her hand.
His other hand was on the control panel.
The sea-devouring shark races at full speed across the dark seabed.
The course remains unchanged.
East by north.
The lights at Jinghai Port will remain on for about four hours.
He's not in a hurry.
Because after we arrived.
Someone is waiting for him.
There's braised pork waiting for him.
A home is waiting for him.
This is enough.