The Secret Realm of Time, His and Her Life Through the Changes

Zhou Yanruo wiped away her tears, turned around and ran towards the edge of the woods. She followed the path she'd come in along, through the grove of trees; there would be more tourists there, and she could find someone to help. Cheng Zhi's car was parked there too; the driver, Xiao Zhang, should still be waiting inside. She told the driver to go outside and ask for help.

"Wang Jie, please be alright; Cheng Zhi, please be alright; Xue Jiang, please be alright; please be alright to everyone." Zhou Yanruo cried as she silently prayed in her heart.

Jian Zheng struggled to get up, but his strength was so exhausted that he could only barely prop himself up. He stared intently at Wang Jie and Cheng Zhi in the pool, his heart burning with anxiety but powerless to do anything.

Just two steps from the edge of the pool, Xue Jiang lay quietly on the ground, her lips bluish-purple, her jaw clenched, and her face terribly pale.

Wang Jie swam desperately towards Cheng Zhi in the pool, the icy water almost making his limbs numb. But he gritted his teeth and used all his strength to finally reach Cheng Zhi. He grabbed Cheng Zhi's raised arm and tried to pull him to the shore. However, due to the prolonged struggle, Cheng Zhi was almost exhausted and unable to cooperate with Wang Jie's rescue.

After several attempts, Cheng Zhi, whom Wang Jie had finally managed to grab, slipped and sank again.

Wang Jie dove several times into the water, but couldn't find Cheng Zhi anywhere. He used the last of his strength to swim back to shore.

Jian Zheng struggled to crawl over and pulled Wang Jie forcefully, saying, "Wang Jie, you come up first, you're too weak."

"I'll catch my breath and then go down and look again." Wang Jie gasped for breath. The water in the pool was bone-chillingly cold, and his body was almost frozen. His cheeks were trembling incessantly.

Just then, Zhou Yanruo arrived at the scene with several enthusiastic tourists. Seeing the situation, they immediately launched a rescue operation…

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour passed.

Cheng Zhi was never found. The three kind-hearted people who went into the water also swam back to shore because the water was too cold and they were too tired.

After a short rest, Wang Jie was about to go back into the water to find Cheng Zhi when Jian Zheng held him tightly, and he couldn't break free.

Zhou Yanruo, tears streaming down her face, pleaded anxiously with Wang Jie, "Wang Jie, what should we do? What should we do? You can't go any further, you have no strength left."

Wang Jie reminded him in a hoarse voice, "Go and check on Xue Jiang quickly, she hasn't made a sound for so long."

"Zhou Yanruo, go check on Xue Jiang's condition," Jian Zheng said to Zhou Yanruo.

Jian Zheng held Wang Jie tightly, knowing that if he let go, Wang Jie would definitely go back into the water to find Cheng Zhi.

Just now, Cheng Zhi had fallen into the pool while trying to save him. He couldn't imagine the consequences if something had really happened. He trembled with fear, his heart filled with guilt and terror.

He couldn't let Wang Jie get into trouble again, and he couldn't let anyone else get into trouble.

Just then, Zhou Yanruo suddenly screamed and cried out, "Come quick, Xue Jiang isn't breathing!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jie and Jian Zheng rushed to Xue Jiang's side.

Xue Jiang's eyes were closed, her face was as pale as paper, and her lips were bluish-purple.

"Quickly, start artificial respiration! Jian Zheng, you go first!" Even Wang Jie, who was usually calm, was trembling.

"Waaaaah, Wang Jie, will she die? Xue Jiang..." Zhou Yanruo was a girl after all, and she was so scared that she could only cry.

Jian Zheng was the first to bend down and begin performing CPR on Xue Jiang. Wang Jie then followed suit.

Several tourists who came to help with the rescue stood anxiously on the sidelines, wanting to help but helpless.

A few minutes later, Xue Jiang finally coughed up some water and gradually resumed her weak breathing.

At this moment, driver Xiao Zhang arrived at the scene with professional rescue personnel and medical staff...

Medical staff took Xue Jiang away for further treatment.

Rescue workers quickly launched a water rescue operation with professional equipment, but unfortunately they were unable to find Cheng Zhi.

Wang Jie, Zhou Yanruo, and Jian Zheng sat on the bank wrapped in blankets, staring blankly at the pool, their minds completely blank.

Cheng Agen arrived with several people. The people looked anxious, calling out Cheng Zhi's name while assisting the rescuers in searching for him.

Wang Jie, Zhou Yanruo, and Jian Zheng silently stood up and went to greet him: "Uncle Cheng..."

Cheng Agen saw the three of them, a flicker of disappointment crossing his eyes, but more so worry and anxiety. His voice trembled as he asked, "Wasn't Xiao Zhi with you? How come you're all standing here perfectly fine, but where's Xiao Zhi? Where is he?"

Wang Jie shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes: "Uncle, we've been looking, but... but we haven't found it."

"Cheng Zhi, Cheng Zhi, we haven't found him yet." Zhou Yanruo couldn't continue speaking, her voice trembling with sobs.

Jian Zheng stood to one side with her head down, silently wiping away her tears. Everyone's face was filled with helplessness and grief.

Cheng Agen took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and spat out, "Get out of here. Don't put on that mournful face in front of me. If anything happens to Xiao Zhi, you'll all be waiting for me. No one will get away with this."

He turned to the rescue workers and said, "Please find him, no matter the cost or the consequences!"

The rescuers nodded, "We will do our best," and then resumed the search and rescue operation. They used professional equipment and techniques to carefully search every corner of the pool.

Time passed by, and everyone's mood grew heavier and heavier.

As darkness fell, the pool shimmered with a silvery light under the moonlight. However, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find Cheng Zhi.

Zhou Yanruo couldn't help but sob softly, her shoulders shaking, and Wang Jie wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Jian Zheng remained silent to the side; they simply couldn't accept the cruel reality before them.

Just then, a rescuer suddenly shouted, "Found it!"

The crowd gathered around, and saw rescuers emerging heavily from the pool. Several people worked together to lift a person whose limbs were limp onto the shore. It was Cheng Zhi, the person they had been searching for!

Despite having a premonition, the crowd still couldn't accept it when they saw Cheng Zhi's pale face and tightly closed eyes.

Because he had been drowning for too long, Cheng Zhi's life was lost and could not be brought back.

Wang Jie, Zhou Yanruo, and Jian Zheng broke down in tears. They had come here happily together, and that morning they were passionately filming the short art film "Gone, Yet to Come." How could things have turned out like this? One of them was gone, and another was still being rescued, their fate unknown.

Cheng Agen was devastated. He held Cheng Zhi tightly, his heart aching, veins bulging on his forehead, and his whole body trembling.

This devastating news struck like a bolt from the blue, plunging everyone into endless grief.