My consciousness was gradually becoming blurry, and the suffocating feeling in my chest was getting stronger. I kept coughing, and even though I covered my mouth and nose with my hand, I still couldn't fend off the smoke invasion.
"Help..."
A strong desire to survive dominated me as I called for help, but I could hear that my voice was barely detectable, with only a very small sound escaping.
"Huanhuan!"
"Shen Chenhuan."
In a daze, it seemed like someone was calling my name, and I couldn't tell whether I was dreaming or it was real.
The voice felt eerily familiar, as if it belonged to Cheng Yu, or perhaps it was Gu Tingshen.
It wasn't until the door was being pounded loudly that my consciousness blurred even more, and when I opened my mouth, no sound came out at all.
In the moment before my consciousness completely faded, the door was forcefully kicked open, and I saw Gu Tingshen's deeply familiar eyes.