Because the gunshot was too close, she instantly had ringing in her ears, leaving only a buzzing sound...
A figure emerged from the seabed, held her tightly in his arms, kissed her wetly on the face, nose, and eyelids. She looked up and saw Long Lingli. He was soaked, his deep eyes filled with tension. He kept kissing her, saying something she couldn't hear at all.
In the distance, lights were approaching, a large ship's outline gradually revealed in the night. It was great; everything was over. Shen Yujie fainted in a daze.
She didn't know how long it had been, but Shen Yujie slowly regained consciousness, and before she opened her eyes, she heard two people talking.
"Why has she been unconscious for so long? She's not seriously injured, at most just frightened. Why hasn't she woken up yet?"
It was Shen Bingqing's voice.
"It's none of your business; you all should leave!" It was Long Lingli's voice, carrying a tone of aloofness.
