"Alright, it's done."
Setting the last dish on the table, Li Yuntang turned and high-fived Yan Xiaye, "The sunshine outside is so nice, how about we go for a swim at the beach? There doesn't seem to be anything particularly interesting here."
Not too much time had passed, yet the memories of falling into the sea were still vivid.
The nighttime sea was ever-changing, with turbulent undercurrents pulling her deeper into the ocean, and the only thing she could reach was the warmth clinging tightly to her.
Yan Xiaye's small, palm-sized face was a bit pale. She raised her hand to tug at the man's shirt hem and silently shook her head.
"Don't like it?" Li Yuntang, having temporarily lost that part of his memory, looked down confusedly at her, "But there's really no good place for a date on the island, and Mia even specially recommended a swimsuit that would suit you..."
