In the first ten days here, Ou Yinghan was doing well and adapting; she even enjoyed this helpless isolation and drifting away from the world.
However, as time passed day by day, Ou Yinghan gradually felt anxious. Every night when she was awoken by the cold, seeing the campfire about to go out and smelling the salty sea air, she suddenly began to miss life in the palace.
She laughed at herself, thinking she truly was a delicate flower used to the good life.
If it weren't for Ming Mei's attitude constantly influencing her, making her feel she would truly see hope and be able to leave here, she might have collapsed by now.
Ou Yinghan helped Ming Mei down from the reef.
She said three words to Ming Mei: "Thank you."
Ming Mei touched her belly: "Thank me? I should be thanking you, if not for you, how could my son have grown so well?"
