He looked around and noticed that the woman who had just been by his side on the beach had disappeared, which immediately prompted him to sit up from the sand.
"An Ning——"
"..."
No one answered; all that responded to him was the sound of the sea breeze whistling past and the crisp noise of the waves slapping against the shore.
What's going on?
She couldn't have been... washed away by the sea again and drowned, could she?
He remembered that when he came ashore earlier, she had appeared to be lying limp in the shallow water, which suddenly caused his heart to "thump" with anxiety, and he quickly stood up from the sand.
"An Ning, where are you?"
"An Ning——"
"I'm here... Mucen, I'm here..."
Finally, someone replied to him, but the voice came from behind him, out of a clump of waist-high weeds.
How did she get there? What was she doing?
Mucen hurried over: "What are you doing in there? Come out quickly!"
