The temperature in Island City in December is not as piercingly cold as in inland cities. The sunny afternoons carry a warm feeling, making them quite comfortable.
A girl in her early twenties lazily curls up on a white beach chair, staring blankly at the sea. Her long, black hair drapes behind the chair, her skin as white as jade. Her natural classical charm catches the attention of many.
"She is like this every day. Even on days without sun, she insists on sitting by the sea. If we don't let her come, she just sulks in the room in silence..." Ying Nuo sighed helplessly. "She's already caught cold five times this year, it's really worrying her."
"I used to think I was quite pitiful, but seeing Lianlian, I realized that the heavens have been very kind to me. Before I could get hurt, Luoluo was there to pull me out," Xiao Yu gratefully looked at Luo Ye. "Luoluo, even with the way my dad treated you, you still helped me. I... I really don't know what to say."
