chsdbacks Chapter 396 Comforting Tong Wenjie
Chapter 396 Comforting Tong Wenjie
The night was like a thick velvet cloth, covering the deserted island in a deep tranquility. The stars were like tiny diamonds scattered from the sky, flashing a distant and mysterious light. There was no other sound except the occasional chirping of night birds in the distance. Everything was silent, and only time was flowing slowly.
Song Qian gently lifted the curtain of the tent, as if she was afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the night. Her figure was elongated under the dim light, appearing particularly soft and lonely. Walking into the tent, a warm breath hit her face, interweaving with the fresh air she brought with her, forming an indescribable warm atmosphere.
Zhang Jianjun was sitting in a corner of the tent, concentrating on reading a book that had survived the ship under the dim light. His face looked particularly resolute under the light, and his brows revealed a calmness that came from having experienced many vicissitudes of life. However, when Song Qian appeared in his sight, his eyes softened instantly, as if being pulled by an invisible force.
"It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?" He put down the book in his hand, with a hint of concern and curiosity in his voice. On this deserted island, every minute and every second seemed particularly precious, especially for them who were exhausted, rest was undoubtedly the best way to restore their physical strength.
Song Qian walked to Zhang Jianjun's side and sat down slowly. She changed into a loose nightgown, the hem of which swayed gently with her movements, looking casual yet elegant. Her freshly washed hair hung wetly on her shoulders, exuding a faint fragrance, a natural smell, and also a smell of home, which made Zhang Jianjun involuntarily take a deep breath.
"I have insomnia and can't fall asleep no matter how hard I try." Song Qian's voice was soft and slightly melancholy, and her eyes were a little blurry, as if she was immersed in her own thoughts. In this unfamiliar environment, she felt unprecedented loneliness and helplessness. Although she was accompanied by her teammates, the uneasiness in her heart was still difficult to calm down.
Zhang Jianjun looked at Song Qian, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He knew that on this deserted island, everyone was the most solid support for each other, and Song Qian's fragility and helplessness made him feel an urge to protect her. He responded softly: "Actually, I also have trouble falling asleep." His eyes unconsciously fell on Song Qian's beautiful face. Those clear eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and he couldn't look away.
Song Qian felt Zhang Jianjun's gaze, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she couldn't help but raise a charming smile. This smile was like a spring breeze, instantly blowing away the dullness and depression in the tent, making the whole space full of vitality and energy. Her body couldn't help but move closer to Zhang Jianjun, and the distance between them was shortened silently.
Zhang Jianjun's heartbeat began to speed up, and he could feel the restless power in his body growing. He knew very well that this situation was not right. They were just teammates, partners who faced difficulties together, and there should be no actions beyond friendship. However, his body seemed to have lost control, and he involuntarily leaned towards Song Qian...
At this critical moment, a force of reason suddenly surged into Zhang Jianjun's mind, making him suddenly sober up. He realized how inappropriate and ridiculous his behavior was. He quickly retracted his body and smiled awkwardly, trying to ease the sudden awkward atmosphere.
"I'm sorry, I... I may have lost my composure a little bit." He whispered, with a hint of apology and annoyance in his voice. He didn't dare to look into Song Qian's eyes, for fear that she would read something that would embarrass him even more.
Song Qian was stunned for a moment, and then she realized the embarrassment just now. She shook her head gently, her voice still gentle and firm: "It's okay, I know we didn't mean it. On this island, we all need each other's support and understanding." As she spoke, she took the initiative to reach out and gently patted the back of Zhang Jianjun's hand, as if to convey a kind of silent strength and comfort.
Zhang Jianjun felt Song Qian's warmth and care, and the restlessness in his heart calmed down instantly. He looked at Song Qian with gratitude, then picked up the book again, trying to calm his inner waves by reading. However, he could no longer focus on the book, and Song Qian's beautiful face and clear eyes kept appearing in his mind.
Seeing this, Song Qian also sighed softly. She understood that she needed to be stronger and more independent on this island and not be easily swayed by emotions. So, she stood up, walked to the other side of the tent, and prepared to lie down to rest. Before lying down, she looked back at Zhang Jianjun, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes.
"Good night, Zhang Jianjun." She said softly, then pulled the curtain of the tent, isolating herself from the outside world.
Zhang Jianjun silently watched Song Qian lie down, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart. He knew that his feelings for Song Qian had gradually changed. But on this deserted island, they had to remain calm and rational.
He secretly told himself that he should not let his emotions affect his goal of survival. Zhang Jianjun decided to change the subject to break the silence.
At this time, Tong Wenjie was alone in the tent, tossing and turning. She came to participate in the show because she was unemployed.
There will be high rewards for participating in the desert island survival program.
But now it has exceeded her imagination. She originally thought it was very simple, but she didn't expect it to be a real survival on a deserted island, and she had to live broadcast it.
"Wenjie seems to be a little abnormal." Zhang Jianjun remembered that Tong Wenjie was in poor condition during the day.
"What's wrong?" Song Qian asked.
"She seemed a little scared and worried. After all, the environment here may be too unfamiliar and harsh for her," said Zhang Jianjun.
"Well, maybe we should find some time to talk to her and see if we can help her," Song Qian suggested.
"Good idea. Let's go find her together tomorrow," Zhang Jianjun decided.
The two chatted for a while, and their mood gradually calmed down. Finally, they fell asleep slowly in exhaustion, looking forward to the arrival of tomorrow.
The next morning, Zhang Jianjun and Song Qian got up early. After a simple wash, they headed towards Tong Wenjie's tent.
"Wenjie, are you up?" Zhang Jianjun called softly. Tong Wenjie poked her head out of the tent and smiled when she saw them.
"Good morning, what's up?" "We want to talk to you. You looked a little worried yesterday." Song Qian said gently.
Tong Wenjie nodded and invited them to sit in the tent. "Actually, I'm a little scared. Everything here is so strange, I don't know if I can adapt." She said frankly.
Zhang Jianjun comforted her, "Don't worry, we will all help each other. Besides, this is also a rare experience, and there may be unexpected gains."
Song Qian also encouraged: "Yes, try to relax and enjoy the process. Believe in yourself, you can do it."
Tong Wenjie felt a little better after hearing what they said. "Thank you, I will try my best to adjust." The three of them smiled at each other, as if the distance between them had shortened a little.