C187 She Can't Accept It

Overhead was a focused white light, presumably the sun.

When Jiang Yan Sheng looked up, he wasn't sure if he was mistaken or not, but he could vaguely see a small black shadow cutting through the water like a shooting star, heading towards her.

She blinked her heavy eyelids. Her throat felt like it was being gripped by a big, ice-cold hand. She couldn't even breathe. It was very cold everywhere