He could actually sigh at the time. Time was quiet.
Song Yuzhe listened to Liu Yawei suggestion and took off his shoes. Then, he took Liu Yawei shoes and turned around to put them into the car.
Following Liu Yawei footsteps, he slowly walked to the beach along the embankment.
The sea breeze was accompanied by the sound of the waves, and a faint smell of saltiness lingered on the tip of the nose.
On the soft beach, every step he took was branded with a full-sized imprint.
Song Yuzhe had an obsession with cleanliness. Before he met Liu Yawei, he had never eaten a roadside stall, sat on a lawn, or walked barefoot on the sand...
He seemed to have gradually fallen in love with these things that he had never been able to touch. He was even a little infatuated.
Liu Yawei turned around and
