He hates her. Sometimes, he feels that his hatred is absurd and unbelievable, but he can't control himself. Maybe, because she is Jiang Yumei's sister, maybe... no, no, maybe, he hates her only
One reason, and no other possible reason.
However, when Xuewei sank again, Guan Qiyou's heart seemed to sink, and a trace of unprecedented panic passed through his heart. His hands involuntarily grasped the railing, and the slightly protruding veins showed that he
I'm afraid even Guan Qiyou himself didn't notice his anxious mood.
His eyes were half-squinted, staring closely at the whirlpool in the middle of the sea where Xuewei's head was missing. It was getting calmer and quieter, but Xuewei's head was no longer visible.
Guan Qiyou's heart tightened and his breathing became rapid. The next second he climbed over the railing and jumped into the sea.
He paddled the water with both arms vigorously, just wanting to reach Xuewei in the shortest time. He was afraid that he would be a second late and that it would be too late to rescue her.
Guan Qiyou plunged into the water. The water was clear, but salty and astringent, which irritated his eyes and made him unable to open them. Guan Qiyou forced himself to look deeper, looking for Xuewei based on his feeling.
Suddenly, deep in front of him, he vaguely saw a small pink dot. He felt happy and quickly swam towards that place.
The pink dots gradually grew larger and became clearer. Sure enough, he saw it right. It was Xuewei sinking to the bottom of the sea. Guan Qiyou didn't have time to think too much, so he quickly dived forward a few times and reached out to catch it with his big hand.
The corner of Xuewei's clothes swam again and pulled her into his arms.
Xuewei's eyes were closed tightly, and her face looked extremely pale. Guan Qiyou hugged her with one hand, held her head out of the water, and paddled hard towards the yacht with the other hand.
After carefully carrying Xuewei to the yacht, Guan Qiyou didn't have time to take a breath before turning around to check on Xuewei's condition.
Although she had left the cold sea water, Xuewei's face was still pale and transparent, and her previously pink lips were now glowing purple. Guan Qiyou reached out and touched her nose, and there was almost no breath.
, his heart suddenly became tense.
"Jiang Xuewei, are you okay? Wake up, wake up!" Guan Qiyou patted Xuewei's cheek and shouted loudly.
Water droplets flowed down Guan Qiyou's hair and cheeks, and fell on Xuewei's face drop by drop, causing small splashes of water, but Xuewei seemed to be asleep, without any reaction.
"Xuewei...Xuewei..." Guan Qiyou shook Xuewei's body and shouted a few more times, but she remained motionless.
Guan Qiyou immediately laid Xuewei's body flat, tilted her head slightly to one side, folded his hands on her chest, pressed her once and for all, then pinched her nose and performed mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration.
While he was doing this, he observed Xuewei's condition, and his heart was in his throat. At this moment, he didn't dare to imagine the outcome, he just hoped that the person in front of him would be safe and sound.
"Cough...cough..." A violent cough ignited Guan Qiyou's hope. He immediately stopped what he was doing, leaned down to look at Xuewei, and asked softly and worriedly: "Xuewei...
Xuewei, what do you think? Are you okay?"
"Cough...cough...cough..." Xuewei continued to cough. Every time she coughed, the seawater she had poured in before would flow out from the corner of her mouth. Due to the strong stimulation of her throat, she frowned and her facial features were tangled, looking very painful.