Xiao Wei directed people to set up a sunshade and beach chairs by the sea, but Ye Qingci didn't sit down. Instead, she stood by the shore, relishing the sea breeze brushing against her.
Today, she wore a flowing blue chiffon dress that reached her ankles. Aside from her arms, the dress covered her entirely.
A matching chiffon shawl draped over her shoulders fluttered in the wind, making her look otherworldly.
The clothes she wore now were, of course, made from the finest materials in the world. They were so light and soft on her body that they felt even more comfortable than wearing nothing at all.
Standing by the sea, gazing at the endless ocean, basking in the perfectly warm sunlight and the gentle sea breeze, Ye Qingci felt as free and happy as if she were a fairy.
While she admired the ocean, Jian Shichu lounged lazily on a beach chair nearby, his eyes fixed on her. Suddenly, a poem came to mind:
You stand on the bridge, watching the scenery.
