Standing on the lifeboat, Luo Qiangwei watched helplessly as a person fell from the cruise ship, not far from where she was...
Despite not knowing how to swim, she jumped into the water without a second thought, floundering as she swam towards him.
"Dull Mo..." She tremblingly reached the person, disregarding the heavy scent of blood, and hugged him tightly, touching his face, "Dull Mo, is that you? Dull Mo..."
Light from the swaying dock shone over.
She could see the man's face in her arms clearly now.
"Ah Chu... why is it you..." Luo Qiangwei shuddered, noticing he had been shot in the chest, her eyes widened in horror, "How are you injured?! How were you shot..."
Yan Chu struggled to open his eyes, his handsome face pale, his thin lips moving with difficulty, "Weiwei... are you alright..."
"I'm fine..." Luo Qiangwei held him, using all her strength to drag him onto the lifeboat, frantically asking, "Mo Shiche... Is Mo Shiche still up there?"
