"Let go!"

The hoarse voice that belonged to the teenager's voice changed sounded in Chen Mengtian's ears.

She heard an unfamiliar voice, but her hand gripped what was in her hand hard.

Water! There is water everywhere.

She fell into the sea and was submerged in the water, and there was no one to save her.

Just when she felt the call of death and her life was losing little by little, the hoarse voice in her ear made her conscious a little.

It is the voice of a teenager in the period of voice change, although it is a little hoarse, but it has become pleasant and moving for Chen Mengtian.

She also seems to have grasped salvation in her hands, supporting her from being drowned.

Grabbing the things in his hand hard, his body was shaking, desperately trying to swim ashore.

In fact, Chen Mengtian was lying on the bed, his body writhing violently.

She still thought that she was surrounded by sea water, desperately trying to get rid of the desperate feeling of being flooded with water and sinking her body.

And her hands were tightly grasping the arms of the young man sitting on the edge of the couch.

The young man's immature face was indifferent, and he was dressed in a white-washed green shirt.

His smooth and fair face was slightly cold and handsome, and his dark and deep eyes were shining with indifference.

When you get closer, you can feel the displeasure emanating from the boy.

Chen Mengtian grabbed the young man's arm with his hand, and the other party's arm was deformed.

The young man's slender and long single phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Chen Mengtian who was lying on the bed, unconsciously grasping him hard.

His gaze was definitely not friendly, but there was not much malice, just dislike.

Standing on the side, a woman wearing an old kudzu cloth dress, saw that Jiang Zebei's arm was pinched and deformed.

Especially looking at the sleeves of the young man's arms, there are faint blood stains coming out.

Seeing this, she stepped forward and stretched out her hand to the man lying on the bed.

"Smack......

The middle-aged woman, who was also Aunt Chen, slapped Chen Mengtian's face.

The young man sitting on the edge of the bed was indifferent when he saw this scene, and his face did not change in the slightest, as if he had not seen it.

From beginning to end, he didn't shake off Chen Mengtian's hand.

It hurts, the face hurts!

Chen Mengtian's thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his confused eyes hard, but he was only half-open, and he could see the surrounding outlines vaguely.

No longer surrounded by seawater, her misty eyes took in the outline of her surroundings.

Everything around is very unfamiliar and not very detailed.

There was also a vague figure sitting beside him, faintly seeing that it was a man.

Standing next to the bed, it seemed that there was a woman.

She reached out to point at them, but let go of the hand that had been gripping the boy's arm.

"You, did you save me?"

After saying this, before they could respond, Chen Mengtian closed his eyes again with a pinprick pain in his brain.

Her consciousness simply could not stay awake.

Seeing her faint, Aunt Chen on the side breathed a sigh of relief.

When I thought of this girl's pungent temperament, if I knew that she had beaten her, I would have to make a big fuss.

But seeing her faint, there was also no joy on her face, and her vicissitudes of life even showed a little worry.

She looked at Jiang Zebei who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and said softly, "Zebei, I'm here to guard Little Lady Jiang, since she wakes up, there will be nothing wrong, you hurry up and go to the school, don't delay the master's lesson." ”

Jiang Zebei glanced at the arm that was pinched and bleeding, and the green shirt had been stained with bright red blood, turning into a small piece of dull color.