"There will be three rooms downstairs, a kitchen, a firewood room and a dining room. Then, I'll build a two-meter high wall outside, dig a well, so that our children can play in the yard every day. We can also take our children to the beach every day and live a carefree life." James Grayson narrated his imagination.

Bella listened to James Grayson.

His voice was deep, just like the rhyme of a cello, very pleasant.

Her mind flashed a sentence - I have a family, facing the sea, blooming in spring.

She moved the stone to his side, sat down beside him, hugged his arm, and rested her head on his shoulder. "Actually, we both have our own responsibilities.

Your parents, your army, your promises, my parents, my promises, my wishes.

However, as long as we are alive, there is hope.

I promise you when we had finished what we should do, if you still want me to come to this island, I will accompany you."

James Grayson looked down at Bella, his eyes softened, and corners of his mouth were raised subconsciously, "I suddenly want to thank Steven Maxwell. If he hadn't done all this, I don't know how you would torture me."

Bella lowered her eyes and looked down and all kinds of complicated thoughts flowed through her eyes.

She once resented the unfairness of fate, and then thanked God for treating her so well that she got the love of such a man. Now she again thought about James Grayson's life after her death, it would be very pitiful, and then resented God again.

But what's the use of resentment?

We made our own choice of how to spend our lives.

At the moment when she found her face wet, she realized that she was crying.

"Why are you crying?" James Grayson asked worriedly, held her shoulder, and let her face him.

Bella looked at James Grayson with red eyes. "I am thinking of our son. I don't think he is dead. He is still alive, but I don't know where he is? I want to find him. I don't know if this wish can be fulfilled?"

"As for our child, I actually thought that if it's planned by someone, it won't be by David Wilson or your father. I think it might be my parents or mostly made by people on my side. If we can go back alive this time, I promise you that I will find out our child within one year." James Grayson promised.

"Then, we really have a lot to do," Bella exclaimed.

James Grayson put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. "No matter what, we'll do it together, and we'll solve it all."

Bella didn't speak. Because she couldn't bear it, she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

James Grayson noticed that Bella didn't reply. He looked at her, found her asleep and picked her up.

Bella opened her eyes.

James Grayson smiled softly, "sleep, if you are sleepy."

"Umm." Bella climbed up the bamboo ladder and lay down.

James Grayson put his clothes on her. "It's cold tonight. Go to bed first. I have to bring some firewood and then I will accompany you."

Bella didn't sleep. When James Grayson came up, she draped his clothes on his body and took the initiative to hold him and nestled in his arms.

Bella was not sticky. Even after they had done it many times, she has never been sticky.

That's why he liked her initiative and her stickiness, it made him feel that he was loved and needed by her.

He kissed her on the forehead.

They went to bed early.

After long Bella woke up. The storm has stopped. There was no crackling sound, just the ticking sound from the leaves.

She took a deep breath and looked around.

James Grayson also opened his eyes. "Good morning, little lazy pig."

"What time is it?" Bella asked.

James Grayson took a look at the mobile phone, "6:35, do you want to sleep again?"

Bella shook her head.

She felt wet and uncomfortable and wanted to get up and change that.

James Grayson went down first and stood at the ground to protect her.

When Bella came down, he turned around and added some firewood. Bella looked at the fire. It was estimated that James Grayson got up several times in the night.

"After a rainstorm, it should be hard to walk in the forest. Shall we have a look in the afternoon?" Bella asked.

James Grayson brought in the pot and put it on the fire. "After breakfast, I go out alone to cut down trees. There are many trees on the island. It's not difficult to find a tree that we can use to make a boat. I should come back before dark. You have to stay at home and don't come out, got it?"

"You are going out alone?" Bella was a little uneasy.

James Grayson smiled gently. "I have a gun and a knife with me. Don't worry."

"Walk slowly, be careful of snakes and insects," Bella said.

"Don't worry, what do we have in the morning, fish soup or pork chop?" James Grayson asked.

"The pork chop. I have thought of a way. We can take a bag of sand on the boat and bury the fish in the sand. If it is exposed to the sun, the fish will be cooked, but the pork won't be cooked, right?"

James Grayson nodded, "that's right. Let's eat pork chop first. We have planned everything. We only owe the boat."

Bella took out the ribs and put them into the pot. The conditions were harsh, and they didn't have much water. Last time, she washed them. So, she didn't wash them this time.

James Grayson went out and put the wet wood back on the beach to dry. He searched for more than ten pieces of dry wood and put them in the house.

"You go and find some trees or leaves with more fiber. I can weave rope." Bella said to James Grayson.

"I think it's all damp now. Is your health better? You can have a day off." James Grayson's heart ached for her.

"Well, I can put it on the stone and dry it first. You are going alone, I don't have anything to do, I will be bored." Bella asked.

"I see." James Grayson went out and cut the two and put them on the stone.

The spareribs were good enough. Bella put all the mushrooms left yesterday in the pot. James Grayson handed her some leaves.

"What is this?" Bella was surprised.

"Put it in your mouth and chew it, then spit it out. I found them yesterday, and it is equivalent to toothpaste. It can strengthen your teeth." James Grayson put several pieces of leaves on his mouth, chewed them and spit them out.

Bella chewed too. It was clear, cool, and bitter.

James Grayson left after breakfast. Before leaving, Bella picked out the ribs and put them in a bamboo wrap for him to take away.

"Wait for me at home." James Grayson kissed her on the forehead, said, and turned away.

Bella didn't know after how long, when she was knitting the rope she heard David Wilson's voice, "Bella."

Her heart tightened, and she looked up in surprise.

David Wilson was standing outside. She hasn't seen him for a few days. He has lost a lot of weight. He didn't even seem to shave his beard. He looked at her with surprise and joy and smiled with relief.....