Finding Someone

"Don't be sad," Luo said softly. A trace of barely perceptible tension showed on his sharply defined face.

Yes, he was not good at comforting women. Though he had mulled over his words again and again, in the end, this simple, plain sentence was all he could manage.

Zilan slowly raised her head. Her beautiful eyes had long been soaked with tears, shimmering wetly. She stared straight at Luo and asked softly, "He was a pirate, wasn't he?"

Luo's gaze was firm and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. He answered resolutely, "No, he was a Marine spy."

As though he had already been certain of that answer in his heart.

Zilan nodded slightly, as if trying hard to understand the answer.

She silently moved closer to Luo's pants and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, as if Luo had given her a faint source of support at that moment.

However, in that instant, Luo's vision suddenly went black. His body involuntarily tipped backward, and he fainted.

When he opened his eyes again, two days had quietly passed. He slowly looked around and found himself still in the small room where he had first awakened. Nothing had changed, and the familiar scent still filled the air.

"You're awake?" Zilan's voice was full of surprise, and joy sparkled in her eyes.

Luo gave a soft "Mm," his voice carrying a hint of weakness.

"How does your body feel?" Zilan asked with concern, a trace of worry in her tone.

Luo tried to move, only to discover that even sitting up had become quite difficult. Still, he endured the discomfort and struggled into a sitting position before asking between breaths, "Do you have a Den Den Mushi here?"

A trace of expectation flickered in his eyes. He wanted to