Ferguson Kennedy was actually conscious. As he lay submerged in seawater, clinging to the steering wheel, a white figure, like a mermaid, broke through the darkness and pulled him out of the car.As he was being dragged upwards, he thought, *This woman is really foolish. Why isn't she taking the chance to escape? What's the point of coming back for me?*Then, he felt two soft lips press against his, and a tongue probing his teeth. Almost by instinct, he kissed back, or rather, he was just trying to steal some air.Suddenly, something hit the back of his neck, and he vaguely heard Doreen Pulitzer scolding him.*What did she say?* Ferguson Kennedy couldn't remember.When he opened his eyes again, the sun had already risen, and a pair of campfires were burning brightly beside him. Doreen Pulitzer, hunched over, threw a few branches into the fire.Ferguson Kennedy lay on the beach, with one side of him still wet, while the other had been dried by the sun and the fire. He slowly propp
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