But the moment he fell, Elvis did his best to slow the impact of the fall.

Olive’s mind was filled with his calm and powerful narrow eyes and his smile. She inhaled, exhaled, and swam vigorously.She swung her arms and legs vigorously, and dashed across the water with a “whoosh”.

Olive swam up.

The moment she breathed in the fresh air, the word “disaster survivor” flooded her mind.

She hasn’t died.She didn’t die.

But…

Olive looked around. It was dark and cold, and there was no one she was looking for.

What about Elvis?.

What about him?

Is he dead?

He was seriously injured and fell into the sea. It was difficult for him to swim up.

Olive quickly dived to the bottom of the sea. She vigorously swam, looking for that tall and handsome figure in the sea.

She searched for a long time, dived up and down but couldn’t find him.

She had no strength.

Her limbs were numb from the cold and she had no strength to search anymore.

She couldn’t find him.

What should she do?

Olive swam up and looked around. All around her was darkness. Her hot tears fell and she bewilderedly called his name, “Elvis, Elvis, where are you? Elvis…”

She said he was annoying.

When she fell off the cliff, he jumped with her.

While she was alive, he disappeared.

She was very scared.

Olive has always lived delicately, intelligently, transparently and calmly. She was rarely scared, but now she is scared, very scared.

her face with

a deep, magnetic voice spoke in her ear,

turned around, Elvis was right

He’s not dead!

Great, he’s not dead!

her fists punching his sturdy shoulder, “Elvis, you scared

mumbling this sentence, too

affection in his

Olive…

in a deep voice,

Olive was stunned.

Olive could still hear him clearly, as he said, “Olive, why… why did you leave me? What did I do wrong…?

to have been pierced by a sharp sword. It pierced her heart and

her slender waist. In the cold seawater, the girl’s soft

to push

soft groan rang in her ears, and Elvis’ heroic brows drew together

“What’s wrong with you?”

his back and felt a warm, sticky liquid,

He was seriously injured.

store. After five o’clock in the morning, the

dilapidated wooden house in front. Olive pushed open

stove, a bed, and a duvet, it

clothes. His

a strong smell of blood in the air. Olive looked at him. His whole body was shaking. She tore his clothes and used her strength to bandage his wound. She said, “I’m going out

to go

moment, a large hand reached out, grasping her small

stopped walking and lowered

her, moving his thin pale lips, “Did you… take the opportunity to

a great opportunity. He doesn’t have the strength to

shook her

She left.

direction she disappeared, gently closing

Substitane bride the

from the dull pain, his consciousness

into

It

beautiful face to say goodbye to him, “Mr. Augustine, I’m

“Don’t go…”

out to take her

Olive’s beautiful figure gradually disappeared from

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