A small boat slowly sailed across the black sea, stopping at the dock shortly after.
The biting cold wind carried white snowflakes into the boat, as the boatman standing at the bow wore a reed hat, holding a long oar in his hand. After a simple glance around, he bent down and lifted the lotus leaf curtain, peering into the cabin: "We're here."
Inside the cabin, two young girls huddled together, wrapped in cloaks made of woven bamboo and grass.
Xu Xiaoyou opened her eyes, finding that Angelina was already awake, looking like she had something on her mind, leaning silently against the cabin wall.
Through the warm lights above the cabin, the distant shorelights could be seen, facing the howling cold wind, quickly covering their cloaks with white snowflakes.
