Yu Daiyu hugged Wei Zhengsheng tightly, wanting to embrace this moment of warmth. Breathing in the fragrance that belonged entirely to this man, she said in a low voice, "I'll be fine in a moment, I'll be fine...."
Her voice was very soft and hoarse. Wei Zhengsheng could feel the wetness on his shirt and his gaze immediately softened. He patted Yu Daiyu's shoulder comfortingly.
Half an hour later, he sent her back to her room because he didn't want her to catch a cold from the sea breeze. After returning to his room, he sat by the window and looked out at the empty beach.
After a while, he took out his cell phone and looked at the call log. When he received a call from Yu Haitao, he already saw Yu Daiyu sitting alone by the sea.
