He Was Her Light

Wen Ruan knew that he could not continue to be so timid.

However, the further he swam, the more stuffy his chest became. His breathing became rapid, and he choked on a few mouthfuls of water.

She seemed to have fallen into a terrifying abyss.

The surroundings were pitch black, and there was not a trace of light.

It was a terrible feeling, like a fish out of water struggling on the shore.

The stadium was bustling with noise. In the audience seats closest to her, many people cheered for her.

The sound was like a hammer hitting her head, causing her temples to hurt.

Fear was harder to overcome than she had imagined.

She had overestimated herself!

Wen Ruan's nose stung and tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes.

Fear, grievance, panic. All kinds of emotions burned in her chest like a ball of fire.

Her life seemed to have returned to the most torturous and painful time.