The wind was strong, and the sound of the waves by the sea grew louder.
The spray of the waves splashed higher and higher.
Was the storm really coming?
But it's clearly winter!
Li Jiaqi stood by the sea, feeling the cold chill.
In the distance on the sea, a faint glimmer of light gradually appeared in the darkness, and after a moment, as the light approached.
A small yacht emerged on the sea, stirring up layers of snowy waves.
A moment later, Huo Siyuan swiftly jumped ashore.
"Qiqi..."
He excitedly embraced her tightly in his arms.
After waiting for so many years, he finally had her, and this excitement and joy had been rippling in his heart for many days.
At this moment, it burst forth impatiently.
He held her tightly.
She closed her eyes, her small face buried in his chest, able to clearly feel his heart beating intensely.
His body heat, even through the clothes, gradually transmitted to her.
That familiar sense of security was still there.
