Xie Shang had a diving license. At two a.m., he submerged himself into the deep sea.
There was no scent of lime in the ocean, no Chinese honeycomb. He dived deep, closed his eyes for a moment, then reopened them.
"Xie Shang."
Wen Changling was also in the ocean.
On the shore.
Manager Wan of the dive shop and his four best scuba instructors were present. The night's sea breeze was strong, making people's hearts restless.
Manager Wan's heart was almost in his throat: "How long has he been down?"
An instructor beside him said, "He's been seven minutes over the designated time."
Mr. Xie did not like to be disturbed while diving. In the past, it was fine, but today Mr. Xie was very unusual, ignoring the buddy system and going deep diving alone.
This was flirting with death.
