Everyone felt very happy to be reborn after the disaster.
Amidst the storm, they danced crazily on the deck. Once they calmed down, they returned to the cabin one by one to change out of their wet clothes.
Shortly after the tornado passed, the torrential rain stopped.
The sun gradually emerged in the sky.
The river returned to calm, making it feel as though the earlier events were just a dream.
However, the sailboat was a mess; the pole holding the canvas sail was snapped by the wind, and the tables and chairs from the top deck were blown into the river. These remnants reminded everyone that the events were real, not a dream.
Fortunately, the boatman, who relied on passengers for a living, had prepared many tables and chairs in the warehouse. In no time, new ones were set up on the deck.
After surviving the life-or-death ordeal, Long Rui and Xuexue's relationship deepened. They clung to each other, unwilling to part even for a moment.
Inside the cabin.
