Huo Ziheng and Mu Mingxuan's night on the desolate island was an understatement to describe as suffering.
They had been asleep for most of the night when suddenly a heavy rain fell. The tide rose, and the tents were inundated, forcing everyone to spend the night in the forest.
Having barely made it to dawn, the group supported each other as they emerged from the forest, expecting the crew to have come for them by now. But not only had the crew not arrived, there wasn't even a glimpse of the yacht!
They stood there, exchanging pitiful glances for a long while before finally remembering Jiang Ning and Nong Chun, who had been separated from the group since yesterday afternoon.
"Jiang Ning said it would rain yesterday, and then it really did."
"Let's go check on Jiang Ning and Nong Chun. Anyway, the crew hasn't arrived yet."
...
"I see their tents!"
"Right up ahead!"
