The blood seemed to dye the sea into a ferocious color.
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Even the night fog smelled of blood foam.
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His breath was like the faintest light in the night, finally dissipating in the air.
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"No! No! No!!!" She screamed in shock, the blood in her body flowed backwards, her voice seemed to be torn apart, and a bomb exploded from the center of her body, blowing her into countless pieces.
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"No!"
"No!!"
"No!!!"
She was convulsing, her larynx was contracted, her voice was broken, and her body was shaking constantly.
The world turned into chaos, his body kept shaking, and his throat made gurgling and twitching sounds.
An overwhelming wave came and swept her into the bone-chilling water, like a rag doll that had been blown to pieces and sank into the deepest and coldest seabed.
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So dark and cold, a nightmarish darkness from which one cannot wake up!
She stretched her fingers hard, moved forward, and then moved forward.
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Try your best to catch something.
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Suffocating darkness.
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Can't float out of the cold water.
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Her long hair floats like seaweed on the dark seabed.
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She is going to die.
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Or has it fallen into the legendary dark hell?
Endless fatigue, pain and sadness surrounded her from all directions like a surging undercurrent, like a black hole, a bottomless black hole, swallowing her.
Her body was spinning involuntarily, and she had given up on escaping and resisting. The black hole swept her over with ferocious laughter, "Aren't you going to hell? Come with me, hell is right in front of you!"
Is it finally here?
Will she finally pay the due price for her sins?
However, the surroundings are so dark, so dark, and so cold.
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She is really scared!
She became increasingly out of breath, and her throat gurgled, as if a big invisible hand was strangling her neck tightly. This was a sign of suffocation.
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Suddenly, a pair of strong arms hugged her tightly, warm and firm, as if wrapped in the power of light, hugging her tightly into a gentle embrace!
"Lili, what did you dream about? Don't be afraid, it's just a dream, just a dream..." With a gentle voice and a warm and safe embrace, he held her in his arms and rose rapidly until he surfaced.
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She gasped for breath, her throat was so hoarse, she couldn't make any sound, and she couldn't see anything.
Yes, she was in the dark, and the dark claustrophobic syndrome that had not occurred for a long time broke out again. Every time, she would be temporarily blind or comatose, but this time, her consciousness was extremely clear.
She knew exactly who was holding her.
From the moment he hugged her from behind, she knew who he was, his unique aura, and his gentle yet stubborn arms that had never changed.
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"It's okay, it's okay, be good, don't be afraid..." He stroked her gently, his voice was like soft velvet, pressing against her so gently.
Such a low-pitched and moving voice - just like the first time in a dark and fearful underground chamber, she was crying, calling him with fear, fragility and uneasiness.
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And he said: I'm here.
At that moment, it was as if the curse had been opened, and she was finally able to say, "Alan, is that you?"