Surrounded by dark water, Feng Peihe kept struggling. The water choked his lungs, and his brain was instantly confused. All he could feel was the tearing pain in his chest.
If I drown, the thing I regret most is probably that I just interrupted Chang Sheng's words. He said that he has been saying for so many years... What he wanted to say... What he wanted to say...
And... I still regret that I shouldn't have gone drinking that day. If I hadn't gone to drink, they might be on the way to Beijing now, and they wouldn't have quarreled, wouldn't have come to drink wine, and he wouldn't have fallen into the water.
Chang Sheng... Wouldn't die trying to save him.
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