She suddenly realized.
"Help!" she shouted, but her voice was weak, and there was no one around, so how could anyone come to save her?
Fang Yingdi waved her hands around, and began to rise and fall, choking on water - she waved her hands and legs around - tried to surface to breathe - sank again - choked on water. After repeating this for ten minutes or so, she, Fang Yingdi... learned to swim!
But it was too dark at night and she had no idea which direction she was struggling in. Fortunately, the river was not very wide, so she found the nearest shore and swam across.
But why were there no steps? She was exhausted and grabbed the ground on the shore with her hands, but she really didn't have the strength to push herself up.
Old Mrs. Xia went to bed early in her old age, but Jiang Wenhua stayed up late. He sat by the river late at night, staring at the dark sky, trying to clear his mind. Every time he finished a battle, he needed to relax, but because he was afraid of spending money, he could only find ways to do it without spending any money.
For example, there is a narrow passage directly opposite the gate of their compound that leads to the river, which is the same river as the one in Old Lady Xia's backyard. However, few people go to the river at night, and they don't even use flashlights.
Jiang Wenhua was still thinking about life, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that a head was moving up and down a few steps away from him, accompanied by a faint strange sound (actually, it was Fang Yingdi's heavy breathing).
Jiang Wenhua's heart tightened. He was a staunch materialist, but even if he didn't believe it, he still felt a little uneasy when he encountered such a thing late at night.
He picked up a stick from the ground, reached out hesitantly, and poked the head as it rose.
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