Wesley has been in Iceland for half a month, preparing to leave. He has traversed every corner of Iceland and become well-versed in Iceland's history and mythology, deeply fascinated by it. Nordic mythology is always very captivating, with a passionate intensity and a kind of tender emotion. Most people enjoy listening to Norse mythology; he thought he would be an exception.
After Xiao Qiao died, living through her vagrant lifestyle, he suddenly realized that he, too, liked the stories within Norse mythology.
No matter how good a place is, there will always be goodbyes.
When he came, he didn't bring anything, and when he left, he took only a pansy's specimen, the wonderful memories of this half month, which he kept to narrate to Xiao Qiao.
When he left, he still boarded a cruise, with no idea where the next destination would be. He bought a random ticket, boarded the cruise, and wherever the cruise took him, he'd go.
