The night grew deeper, and the chill of the sea breeze intensified. Wen Meimei, afraid that sitting in the wind for too long would give her a cold, hurried ashore and sat on a large rock, waiting for her feet to dry before putting on her socks and shoes.
Suddenly, a cry for help came from not far away.
"Help... save... save me..."
It sounded like a young girl's voice!
Wen Meimei sprang up and looked toward the source of the sound, only to see a little girl struggling in the water nearby, on the verge of being swallowed by the sea.
Damn it!
Wen Meimei admitted that she was a meddlesome person and couldn't bear to leave the girl to die.
She didn't even bother with her socks and shoes, quickly running over and plunging into the icy cold waters.
Having learned to swim from a young age, Wen Meimei prided herself on her swimming skills, and coupled with the warm climate of the Southern Sea, her body could still cope with entering the water at this time.
