By the time we drove to the seaside, the sky had darkened.
The sea was shrouded in darkness, nothing was visible except for the gusts of sea breeze.
And the continuous crashing of the waves.
Shao Mangliang arrived soon after, carrying alcohol with him.
He handed a whole bottle directly to Xing Chen, glanced at the sea, recalled the news he had seen in the morning, and then looked at Xing Chen and began to speak cautiously.
"If you want to see it, why not take a boat out to sea? I heard they've been conducting search and rescue operations there day and night."
Xing Chen didn't answer immediately. He took a sip of the alcohol, feeling the burning sensation slide down his throat, before saying, "What, do you still want to see my charm on the sea that day?"
Shao Mangliang was also at the wedding, he had witnessed everything firsthand.
Naturally, he understood that Xing Chen's words now were self-deprecating.
