Fang Xinxin, who was starving, struggled to keep her eyes open. She felt as if she was hallucinating.
That's because she hoped too desperately to find land.
At times, she would fantasize that a plane was flying by to pick them up. She also thought about escaping to other dimensions, as the fictitious characters in the novels she had read would do.
It was a pity that there was no such thing in real life.
After drifting for ten days, her soft and fair skin had gone completely wrinkled. She was about to soak in the ocean to her death!
The island before them appeared just like paradise.
Was she hallucinating on the verge of her death?
She blinked again and realized that the island did not disappear. She hurriedly tugged on Bai Qinghao's elbow. "Hubby, quickly look. Is that a mirage?"
He glanced towards the distance and spoke with a hint of excitement. "That's an island."
