As a father, he couldn't bear to watch the tiny baby lying alone in the cradle, crying. In a short time, he learned how to make formula, change diapers, give the baby a small bath... and he was more proficient than Xiao Lian.
Their clothing, food, shelter, and transportation were all on the sea. Whenever supplies ran low, a plane would airlift in fresh provisions to ensure their life at sea.
The search never stopped, day and night, regardless of the cost.
Even if what he received daily was disappointment, Nan Mufeng wasn't willing to stop.
How difficult it is to find someone in the vast ocean?
No trace of remains.
Everyone knew this endless search was just an excuse for Nan Mufeng to keep himself upright.
In his heart, he knew better than anyone. Jian Xi and Feng Huang couldn't possibly be alive. If Jian Xi were alive, she would have come back...
…
Until a phone call came from Jiangcheng.
