Ye Ranran lifted her chin: "In which eye did you see me crying?"
The tear stains on her face had yet to dry and her eyes were still moist. Despite this, One turned away, not wanting to shatter her feigned strength.
The man Ye Ranran was worrying about, Jun Mochan, was currently unconscious.
He hadn't fallen into the ocean with the car; instead, he had leapt out just before the car plunged into the water.
However, since there was a slope next to him and nothing to hold onto, he rolled into the sea.
The piercingly cold seawater, like fine needles, made him shiver in pain.
If he hadn't been in the military, Jun Mochan probably wouldn't have been able to endure it.
He looked around for a place to get ashore, but there was nowhere to dock around him.
After ten minutes passed, his body felt increasingly heavy, as did his eyelids!
Jun Mochan struggled to stay conscious. He couldn't fall; Ye Ranran was still waiting for him at home.