"Ah, don't..."
In the pitch-black, icy water, Xia Yanxin saw Long Yutian let go of his hands, slowly sinking towards the depths of the sea, his face becoming blurrier and blurrier, until at last it turned into a ghastly white skeleton... With a scream, she woke up from her dream, her heart still pounding nonstop, as if it would jump out of her ribcage, a cold sweat covering her back.
She opened her eyes, and all she could see were the walls and ceilings intermingling whites and blues; the smell of disinfectant was in the air...
Wasn't she dead?
No, where was this? She slowly sat up and realized she was lying in a room, a hospital room, with an IV drip attached to her arm.
She had been saved! She quickly came to her senses. Where was Long Yutian?