You Hit My Heart

You Hit My Heart By Kylie Stanford Chapter 57

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“Someone jumped to the rescue!” Some of the onlookers shouted up.“Wow, it’s a girl who jumped tothe rescue, how brave!”“Quick, did anyone call for help?”“Yes.”Everyone gathered around the canalrailings and swarmed.Luther and Charlotte were crowded outside by the onlookers. He, a nobleman,and a group of commoners crowded position, obviously inexperienced, can only watch the crowd to theperiphery.In front of the eyes were all people. They can not see the situation inside.Luther was anxiousfor some reason. He did not worry when shouting Charlotte into the water to save people. SeeingJoyce plunge into the canal, his heart beat and his brain went blank.It was really impossible to see thecondition in the canal.Luther darted up and ran straight to the river bank under the bridge, and if Joycerescued people up, it was bound to go up from the river bank.He ran with all his might, his heartbeating far faster and harder than his feet.“Luther, wait for me!” Charlotte ran in stride, chasing afterhim.He was so fast that she nearly ran out of breath after just a few steps.The crowd along the wayshouted loudly from time to time.“Oh my God, the girl is gone too!”“Both of them havedisappeared!”“What to do, what to do?”“Shouldn’t both people be killed?”“I have long said that thecurrent of this canal is not ordinary, and there is an undercurrent underneath. Every year, countlesspeople lose their lives here.”“Hey, it’s a pity about a nice girl who is enthusiastic.”The more Lutherlistened, the more alarmed he became.The sky seemed to be windy, the sun was hidden behind a thicklayer of clouds. A gust of wind was like a knife scraping through, blowing the leaves rattling straight.Hecouldn’t help but winced. He can imagine how cold Joyce would be in the water.Time was life, morethan two minutes in the water, basically meaned death.He felt his heart hanging by the throat andwaited until he ran to the river bank under the bridge.There was still no movement on the calm canalriver.Luther’s heart sank even he himself did not know what was he thinking.He looked out over theriver, gasping for breath. His ears were buzzing and his eyes seemingly blurred.Just when the heartwas about to sink to the bottom, just when it was about to despair.At that moment, a figure suddenlyemerged from the water. It was Joyce.After revealing the water, she tilted her head back and took a bigbreath.Then, she held the chin of the man with one hand, so that his mouth and nose was exposed

above the water. Then, she swam sideways to the shore. A whole set was professional rescueaction.The crowd of onlookers instantly boiled over.Everyone could not help but shout in unison.“Go forit.”“Go for it.”Luther sighed with relief. He took a few steps forward and actually felt deflated, walking alittle unstable.He did not hesitate and went straight to the water.Because the water was a little far fromthe river bank, Joyce gradually strain, close to the river bank. She felt that she has been deflated,vision began to blur.That was when Luther stepped forward and took her hand in his.Joyce exhausted,he pulled her a hand at the right time, too timely.The warm, strong hands gave her the strength to settledown.Luther then dragged the man in the water to the shore with force and placed him flat on theshore.Charlotte only then chased Luther to the river, and she ran out of breath.Joyce also climbed upfrom the canal.She was so tired that she had to crawl, and she didn’t care if her image waswretched.Once on shore, she dropped to her knees, bracing her hands on the ground and gasping forair.The ambulance hadn’t arrived yet, and Joyce raised her head. Her long, soaked hair was drippingstraight down, and she said wearily, “He, needs, artificial respiration.” But she just didn’t have thestrength to move anymore.