With that, he flickered and leapt up directly, leaving the dark cabin of the captain's room.
The dark cabin plunged into complete darkness, and Li Qinghua stood in the dark, with Liang Yuan's words flashing through his mind.
The boundless darkness seemed to take him back to the time when the great flood had just begun.
He clearly remembered that was the day when the power went out, and as a single man, he anxiously called his friends and family.
But at that time, the calls couldn't get through, and the internet couldn't connect either.
That power outage night, thunderstorm raged outside, rain pouring like a torrent, he felt as if he was abandoned by the whole world.
Before, he always prided himself on being a member of the no-marriage group, a single advocate, adamant that he would never pay for high dowries or housing prices.
But deep down he knew, he longed for someone who understood him, longed for a love where souls resonate.
