After finishing the grilled fish, their stomachs were full. Ren Feng sat together, gazing at the night sea.
The waves, shimmering with silver light, crashed onto the shore one after another, accompanied by the cool sea breeze, causing Xia Wenxue's mood to dip slightly.
She thought of her parents again.
Resting her head on Ren Feng's shoulder, Xia Wenxue seemed somewhat lost in thought.
Ren Feng hugged Xia Wenxue, letting the True Qi circulate, making her feel all warm and cozy.
Neither of them spoke.
"When I was young, I was like this with my father as well," Xia Wenxue said softly, her eyes still fixed on the nearby ocean.
Ren Feng looked at her, quietly listening.
"When I was little, my father was very good to me. He always liked to carry me on his shoulders, and then hold my hand. Whenever I made mistakes, he never scolded me; instead, he always asked if I was hurt first."
