"Miss, look at the clouds over there..." Xu Chang'an naturally showed interest.
"Clouds?" Yun Qianyi nestled in his arms, following his gaze.
"Doesn't it look like a bowl..."
"A bowl?" Miss Yun was momentarily stunned, then nodded.
"Miss, are you hungry?" Xu Chang'an coughed lightly.
"A little bit." Yun Qian blinked, and then saw Xu Chang'an pull out a cloud-shaped candied fruit from somewhere and bring it to her lips.
Yun Qian didn't say much, gently taking a bite.
When hungry, there's food; that's his idea of daily life, liking something is the most rightful thing in the world.
"The colored clouds over there are also beautiful... like the sea." Xu Chang'an's eyes reflected the white sea of clouds, his tone slightly disappointed, "It should have been an excellent view, but we're so used to living on the island that we're tired of the sea."
"Hmm." Yun Qian ate the candied fruit and said, "So, you know what it means to be tired."
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing."
