The four on the bank froze in astonishment.
Su Xiaomo was flabbergasted while Jian Xin'er screamed.
"Make the call! Are they going to die…" said Ding Yiyi, puckering up her chubby face.
Then, everyone fell silent.
No one dared speak and it was so quiet that all they could hear were the sound of the rushing water and their breathing, which was getting quicker and quicker.
When An Xiaxia sank again, she couldn't help but open her mouth to breathe. However, instead of oxygen, she only drank in a mouthful of water.
Her limbs were getting heavier and her head felt muddled.
All of a sudden, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her up toward the surface.
An Xiaxia grabbed onto the person as if she had found a life-saving straw. She wrapped herself tightly around one arm, dragging the person down with her.
Sheng Yize lost his balance and was pulled down deeper by An Xiaxia.
