Time ticked by, second by second.
Xia Yangyang gradually began to understand what had just happened.
Gu Qichen came over and saw her submerged in the bathtub, probably thinking she was trying to commit suicide.
Gu Qichen's mood also slowly calmed down.
His body no longer trembled, but he did not move his face away from her neck.
Xia Yangyang felt somewhat awkward. She wondered whether she should explain herself, hesitated for a while, and ultimately decided to speak.
"Um, Gu Qichen, I wasn't committing suicide just now."
Xia Yangyang could feel Gu Qichen's body suddenly stiffen noticeably.
Time seemed to freeze for two seconds.
Gu Qichen abruptly pulled his face away from Xia Yangyang's neck.
His voice was cold: "Then what were you doing just now?"
"I was practicing holding my breath because when I'm submerged underwater, there are always some fragmented images in my mind. I wanted to see if it would help me recover my memory."
Xia Yangyang spoke truthfully.
