The river water flooded into her nostrils and mouth desperately trying to fill her body.
Jian Si wanted to struggle, to scream for help, but her body was bound, powerless, only to let herself be devoured by the surging river.
The fierce wind swept across the river's surface.
Jian Si's body floated and sank in the water, her consciousness slowly peeling away from her mind. In the last moment before she closed her eyes, she thought she saw someone.
It was Lu Youting.
No!
Impossible!
How could it be him!
He should be in Jiangcheng at this moment.
How could he be here!
It must be her illusion.
However, seeing him before dying, even if it was an illusion, satisfied her.
With a content smile, Jian Si slowly closed her eyes, completely succumbing to the endless darkness.
Jian Si didn't know how long she had been unconscious.
She only felt pain all over her body.