However, as soon as her legs touched the water, Luo Qiangwei seemed to be frightened, and, struggling, she stood up and turned around to plunge into his embrace, hugging him tightly, "I don't want to!"
Mo Shiche was slightly stunned, his arms naturally lifted to wrap around her waist, and he lowered his head to look at her face, "What's wrong?"
Luo Qiangwei's hands clung to his waist, her cheeks against his chest, her eyes wide open but her pupils unfocused, her breathing quick and shallow.
She was obviously scared.
Mo Shiche also felt that something was off with her and, holding her, he sat down by the pool, letting her sit on his lap. He gently lifted her face and whispered, "What are you afraid of? Tell me, and it won't be scary anymore, okay?"
In his embrace, Luo Qiangwei's slender body curled up almost into a ball, and she slowly began to speak, "I didn't think... about the past... something."
