The sunset spilled over the ocean like molten gold.
A perfectly crafted, two-story sailboat unfurled its dove-like white sails and slowly left the coast.
The slightly salty sea breeze brushed past her face, and Wen Shu tucked her long hair behind her ear, quietly gazing at the rippling ocean surface.
Unlike the past darkness, the purified sea was a turquoise blue, with a few colorful jellyfish or schools of fish faintly visible.
Just as she was entranced, a warm, solid chest pressed against her back, and a distinctly jointed hand gently covered her eyes.
"Ashu, dinner's ready."
In the inky darkness, Wen Shu couldn't see the way, following Yining's steps, she slowly moved toward the dining table.
Since they boarded the boat, Yining had been mysteriously arranging her activities, not allowing her to help in the kitchen or even enter the cabin.
Curiosity piqued, she sat down by the table, hearing the bubbling sound of water, she couldn't help but ask, "What is it?"
