The sun gradually sank below the horizon, and the evening was cool and clear. People on the beach slowly dispersed, leaving the once bustling seaside quiet and almost silent.
As the moon was about to rise from the edge of the sky, Xu Chaomu finally glanced at Shen Chi and obediently followed him home.
"Walking barefoot is too cold tonight, I'll carry you to the car."
Having said that, Shen Chi didn't wait for Xu Chaomu's agreement, stuffed the camera and various other items into her hands, and then lifted her up in his arms.
Xu Chaomu hooked her lips into a smile, neither rejecting nor being too intimate.
Instead, she looked down at Shen Chi, then at herself, and laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Shen Chi curiously asked.
"Our white clothes have turned black," she laughed.
Shen Chi looked and found it was true. The white T-shirt that was clean in the morning was now stained with seawater and dirt.
Both of them were about equally dirty.
"Tired?" Shen Chi asked.
