The gently unfurling clouds dispersed, the sea breeze shattered the embrace of gold and sprinkled it across the sea. The water glistened at the horizon, and the dazzling waves reflected on Lin Wanwan's eyelids, reminding her that the east was already bright.
Lin Wanwan's eyelashes fluttered a few times and slowly opened. At that moment, the golden sun suddenly leaped out of the sea at the junction of the sun and moon.
"So beautiful." Lin Wanwan had just woken up to see such a grand scene and was momentarily stunned, unconsciously entering a state of clarity, as if she entered a realm beyond joy and sadness.
It wasn't until an eagle's long cry pierced the clouds and broke the tranquility that Lin Wanwan realized she was still leaning on Xiao Chong. She hurriedly sat up straight, smoothed the loose hair by her ear, her cheeks slightly red.
In the village, chickens and dogs were heard, smoke rose from cooking fires, and human voices gradually increased into a fervor.
