That place was filled with warm sunlight.
The window was open, and the faint light shone in, filling the room with a cozy atmosphere.
He Yingdong gently held her, biting her ear, "Qiqi, will you give me a child?"
A child?
She was startled and opened her eyes.
It turned out to be just a beautiful dream.
She was still drifting on that stretch of the sea, the sky had lightened, and the ocean had long since calmed down, swallowing all the darkness.
No yacht, no island, and no He Yingdong!
The explosion took He Yingdong away like a nightmare, vanishing from her world.
No, no, this isn't true, this can't be!
Upon waking, she couldn't accept this fact at all.
Not at all, she grabbed the small paddle and desperately rowed toward what she thought was the goal.
He Yingdong, you can't die, you mustn't die, I don't want you to die!
She rowed desperately, but no matter how hard she tried, her little lifeboat kept spinning in place.
