Chapter 322: Worried

He had been bustling about for half a day.

Wu An felt refreshed, his waist not sore, his legs not swollen; he said without exaggeration that the more he worked, the more energetic he became.

Being young is just good.

Able to bustle.

It's already midnight.

If it weren't for Anran crying and begging for mercy, he could have slept straight through till dawn.

Hehe.

Wu An thought, a hint of a wicked smile appeared on his face.

He lowered his head to look.

Gu Anran lay on his chest, letting out a soft snore, with tear traces at the corners of her eyes; she had really cried.

Her hair was somewhat messy, with some strands sticking up.

One of his arms was around Gu Anran, his palm feeling delicate and soft; he didn't move recklessly, lest he wake her again.

He wasn't just playing around with Gu Anran.

This woman, he wanted to hold close to his heart, cherishing and loving her.

Room wasn't very big.

The air wasn't great, filled with a hard-to-describe smell.

He sniffed, moved closer to Gu Anran, and instantly felt much better; his breath was filled with a faint fragrance, not the smell of shower gel.

Could it be her natural scent?

Gu Anran had been worried she wouldn't be able to sleep, would sleep poorly, but now with Wu An's help, she was sleeping soundly, at ease.

She felt extremely comfortable.

Like a lazy little cat, she would occasionally shift her body to press herself closer.

Wu An took a deep breath; Gu Anran's lack of honesty really tested him.

He was thinking wildly, and couldn't help feeling a restless urge.

He quickly suppressed his thoughts.

He tried to think of other things to distract himself, from the guesthouse, to contracting the sea area, then to building a house, and purchasing a Trawler……

As he thought, he kept feeling like he had forgotten something.

He needed to remember it.

He frowned, thinking.

After a while, he suddenly remembered that A Qing and Lao Fu Tou still had no news.

Today the weather changed suddenly; he didn't know if they had made it back in time.

He glanced at Gu Anran, then gently pulled his hand back.

Gu Anran's brows slightly furrowed, then she turned over and went to sleep.

Wu An saw he hadn't woken her, breathed a sigh of relief, then got up quietly; his phone was still in the next-door Room, and he wasn't sure if family or A Qing had contacted him.

He found Gu Anran's phone; it had a password, but he knew it.

He unlocked it.

He remembered his sister-in-law's phone number.

He was about to call.

He hesitated a moment.

At this hour it's already very late; what if his sister-in-law and they had already gone to bed?

But he really couldn't put his mind at ease.

Never mind the disturbance; this call must be made.

He pressed the call button.

It connected quickly.

He shouted: 'Sister-in-law, it's me.'

His sister-in-law's voice came: 'A An, you finally called.'

Wu An's heart skipped a beat; his sister-in-law wasn't asleep yet, which was bad; he asked: 'What's wrong, is it at home, or...'

'Nothing's wrong at home; A Qing and Lao Fu still haven't returned, and now it's pouring rain; although there's no wind, I don't know how they're faring out at sea.'

Wu An checked the time; it was already 1:30 a. m.

His face darkened.

Mei Yueqin continued: 'Dad hasn't come home yet; he said he's gone to guard the dock.'

'Sister-in-law, don't worry too much; it's just rain, not much wind; Lao Fu and them not returning might be because work ran late, so they stayed out at sea.' Wu An said: 'For now, I'll call Dad.'

He hung up.

He called his father.

It connected.

Wu An asked: 'Dad, it's me; what's the situation at the dock now?'

Wu Yingwei coughed twice, his voice hoarse: 'It's fine; the rain is still falling, not much wind; I asked the returning fishing boats, and they said there's not much wind or waves at sea.'

'Don't worry too much; just now a fishing boat returned, and it happened to have news of A Qing and Lao Fu.'

'They saw the fishing boat in a certain bay.'

'The bay of Huo Ming Dao?' Wu An frowned: 'Nothing wrong?'

Wu Yingwei said: 'I've confirmed it several times; they're fairly far apart, so I don't know the exact situation.'

But seeing them, it looks like they're busy doing something on the island.

There's no sign of them returning.

A Qing and Lao Fu also noticed them, but they didn't make any rescue gestures.

Because the bay situation was more complicated and it was raining, they also didn't dare to approach rashly; after observing for a while, they left.

Wu An's face was gloomy and unsettled.

If that's the case, the probability of the fishing boat having problems is greatly reduced.

However, with such heavy rain, why aren't A Qing and Lao Fu Tou hurrying back to shore, and what are they busy doing on the island?

Could they be working at Panshuikeng?

Thinking this, Wu An felt a bit annoyed, thinking to himself: 'If that's the case, when I see them I'll definitely give them a good scolding.'

Do they want money but not their lives?

What if the wind picks up and something happens—what then?

Although he had previously experienced storms and come out unharmed, it also left him with a great psychological shadow.

When the weather is bad, he never goes out to sea.

Money is important, but life is more important.

Wu Yingwei saw Wu An not speaking and comforted him: 'You shouldn't worry too much either.'

'I'm an old fisherman with decades of experience; with this little rain right now, he surely has it under control.'

'I estimate they should wait until tomorrow morning to return.'

'When they come back, I'll call you right away.'

Wu An responded: 'Dad, you don't need to stay at the dock; go home and rest if you should.'

'Aunt Juan should also be there; persuade her to go home and wait.'

'I'll call Lao Xie to let him know; he opens early every day, so if he sees A Qing and them return, have him call me.'

Wu Yingwei said: 'Okay, let's do that.'

Without him making the call, Lao Xie's voice sounded nearby at once; he had been accompanying Wu Yingwei all along.

They exchanged a few words with Lao Xie.

He put down the phone.

Wu An had thought he would relax, but he found his heart still tied up, worrying about A Qing and Lao Fu.

Mainly because they couldn't get in touch.

Since he was in the county, he might as well buy a satellite phone to put on the boat tomorrow; that way, communication could basically be maintained at sea.

He then understood how his sister-in-law and Aunt Juan feel waiting at home for news each time he goes out to sea.

He's anxious.

The feeling of waiting is unpleasant, but no matter how unpleasant it is, he can only endure it.

He charged the phone, made sure the sound was on, and then returned to bed.

As soon as he got into bed, Gu Anran seemed to sense something, turned over, hooked her arm around him, pressed against him, and muttered something softly.

Wu An watched, felt it, and his mood gradually calmed.

He lightly kissed Gu Anran's forehead, reached over to turn off the headlamp, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

……

Early morning.

A sudden sharp ring rang out; Wu An suddenly opened his eyes, and Gu Anran, who had been in his arms, had already flopped to the other side, exposing a large expanse of snow-white back.

In the sunlight, it was translucent like jade, its curves like a work of art, making him unable to help but glance a few more times.

The bell kept ringing.

He hurriedly got up and walked over, answering the phone.

It was an unfamiliar number.

It wasn't Lao Xie.

It turned out to be A Qing calling.