Cheng Anya splashed water onto her face heartily. The clear water washed away the sand on her face and flowed down to her neck. As her warm skin came into contact with water, her pores seemed to open.
She finally understood the four best things in one's life—the feeling of rain after a drought. She felt the same, and good enough to almost break into a song.
The water which entered her mouth tasted slightly salty, but it felt sweet when it reached her throat. Cheng Anya teasingly said, "Is this happiness after the suffering?"
