Chapter 901: You want me to die, i want to live

Yan Qingsi couldn't help thinking of the last Yan Mingzhu. She even thought in her mind that she was locked in the car inexplicably during the shooting of the "Requiem", wasn't she having too much trouble?
The thought of that hand and those eyes has been staring behind for so long, always looking for opportunities, waiting to give her a lore.
Yan Qingsi felt creepy, as if the cold lake water could seep into her bones.
Without wearing any swimming equipment or oxygen, you will become hypoxic when you are underwater for a long time, and your consciousness will gradually blur.
The dark shadow dragged her will underwater, but she was unwilling to be found by those standing on it. Even if the people on the water found that the situation was wrong, it was probably no help. ,
The lifeguards arranged by the director were sitting a little far away on the boat, for fear of being accidentally photographed by the camera, leading to help out.
So at this time ... Yan Qingsi's mind was getting heavier, but her heart became clearer.
Because she knew that she couldn't count on anyone now and wanted to live on her own. No one could see and no one could help her.
Make the worst possible plan at any time. No matter how many people help you, you can't relax. You have to be strong yourself.
The black shadow was very powerful, and Yan Qingsi's struggle was almost useless. The water got colder and darker as the water went down. There was no illusion. There was an illusion of falling into hell, which made Yan Qingsi panic and fear. .
This situation, she had never encountered before, scared her more than Yan Mingzhu was trapped in the car.
Yan Qingsi felt that her consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and her struggling strength was getting less and less.
The black shadow floated up, and Yan Qingsi felt that he was holding his neck with something.
Damn, she cursed in her heart, how much this man hated her, afraid of drowning, and adding a layer of double insurance to strangle her in the water.
The water was so cold, so dark, I could see nothing in front of my eyes, but ... the pain in my neck finally made Yan Qingsi's head awake. Pressing her head, she felt that she might die at any time.
This death was so close to her, so close ... as if you could see the death beckoning to her.
Yan Qingsi bit her tongue violently, and the pain caused her hatred to burst out. She was a persistent and confessed person. She must report her revenge, but she ca n’t eat it.
You want me to die, but I want to live. I want to live better than anyone.
Yan Qingsi had only one opinion in her mind. I want to live, live, live ... I must live, not only to live, but also to be happy.
I have n’t avenged myself yet. I have n’t figured out who killed my mother. I have n’t married Yue Tingfeng. I just tasted happiness. I ca n’t die so easily.
For the first time, Yan Qingsi found that she still had so many expectations for life. She used to think that living was a tortured life, and she already had something worth looking forward to.
Yan Qingsi raised her hand and touched a thin black thread card from her head. In order to help her fix her hair, Ji Mianmian used several thin hairpins on her head. The hairpin was pointed like a needle.
Yan Qingsi pinched the line card, tried her last bit of strength, and stabbed at the people behind ...