Hank ran to me and stopped me from moving forward.
"Bella, don't go any further. You'll die!"
"I'm going to find him!" I cried and shouted.
Hank hugged me tightly. "Although you know how to swim, you're not good at it. You will really die!"
"I'm not afraid of death. Let me die with him!" I said desperately.
At this moment, I really didn't care about life or death anymore. I only knew that I didn't want him to die alone. I wanted to accompany him.
"If you're dead, what about your son and daughter?"
Hearing this, my firm attitude changed.
Yes, I still had Lucas and Lucky. If anything happened to me, what about my children? My children could not lose both their parents at the same time.
For a moment, my mood collapsed. I sobbed and grabbed Hank's arm, saying, "What about him? Will he die?"
At this time, the sound of fire trucks came from the shore.