Chapter 1195 More Comfortable than Drowning

The river was icy cold, and finely divided ice floes surged around the two of them.

The exhaled breath is white mist, lingering and dissipating.

When Mu Zening jumped off, he was too anxious and didn't turn off the engine of the ferry. Tangtang didn't know how to drive it. At this time, the boat had already gone a long way in the same direction, and the distance to the river bank was not too close.

Mu Zi was still moving her limbs at first, but gradually lost her strength.

I don't know if it's because the medicine in my body hasn't expired, or because my hands and feet are numb from the cold of the river, I just feel that Mu Zening is supporting her desperately, the water occasionally overflows the nasal cavity and chokes into the lungs, Mu Zi coughs intermittently.

The two had a hard time swimming in the water. Groups of ice floes kept hindering their progress. However, the thickness of the ice layer was not enough to bear the weight of their bodies. It only consumed their physical strength and took away their body temperature at the same time. .

In the end, Mu Zening didn't have much strength left.

He couldn't swim anymore.

The loss of body temperature made him weak.

He hugged a bigger ice floe and pulled Muzi over, "Grab it."

The ice floes are very thick, although they cannot fully support their weight, they can barely be used as a floating board.

Mu Zi couldn't grasp it firmly, her fingers were frozen stiff, she couldn't use any strength, her body kept sliding down.

Mu Zening supported her, made her lie half on the ice, and then pushed her towards the river bank.

The river bank, which was nearly 100 meters away, became extremely far away due to the obstruction of the ice layer and the influence of the low temperature.

Slowly, they stopped in the water and did not move.

Time passed bit by bit, and the fine ice floes surrounded with the waves, almost freezing people to death.

"Can you still hold on?" Mu Zening asked her.

Mu Zi tried her best to stay awake, looked at the water waves mixed with ice in front of her eyes, and replied hoarsely: "I don't know..."

When she spoke, her tongue got stuck in the cold and her voice trembled.

The voice fell, and the body sank again.

Floes cannot support two people at the same time.

Mu Zening half supported her, his body was heaving and his face was extremely pale.

He gasped, then smiled suddenly: "Is our situation like the Titanic?"

Mu Zi's thoughts were slow, she was silent for a while, and then replied: "It's not like, Jack and Ruth, at least they really love each other."

"That's right..." Mu Zening said slowly, "Love can beautify everything, even a life-and-death crisis can look beautiful and romantic, but when we fall into this situation, it's more like a funny joke, right?"

Mu Zi also smiled, feeling extremely weak.

"You shouldn't have jumped off," she said.

"If you don't jump down, I'll drown you again. I don't know how you will hate me again." Mu Zening said half-jokingly, "Last time you were so angry that you turned your back on me."

What he was talking about was that she drowned in the river, but after she was resurrected, she no longer recognized him.

Mu Zi said seriously: "Not once, but twice."

That time in the bathtub also counts.

Mu Zening was in a daze, "Then this is the third time..."

Mu Zi closed her eyes and said in a low voice, "Are we going to drown?"

"Before drowning, you may freeze to death first." Mu Zening said softly, "People will gradually lose consciousness in water below 0 degrees, blurred consciousness, numbness of limbs and eventually respiratory failure, until death... This process, About 10 to 20 minutes."

"This process doesn't sound like it's very painful." Muzi smiled weakly, "It's much more comfortable than drowning."

"Maybe..." Mu Zening murmured in a low voice.

His body sank, and he clung to the piece of ice floe, borrowing his strength to surface again, the ice swayed, and he looked around.

Mu Zi knew that he was looking for other ice floes that could support his body, but there were only thin pieces nearby, unless Mu Zening had the strength to swim far enough, there were still large pieces of ice floes near the shore.

Maybe Mu Zening should push her down.

Her brain also seemed to be frozen, and her thoughts slowed down.

At this moment, I heard Mu Zening ask himself: "What does it feel like to be drowned?"