On Jin City's summer night, waves of heat rolled in.
Luo Xiaolang wasn't too bothered by the heat, but she felt that the tangy sea breeze, sticky with dampness, was rather uncomfortable. Despite the sweltering night, the men and women in front of her were in high spirits.
Loud music blared on the massive yacht.
About twenty people, all in swimwear, moved carelessly to the rhythm of the music on the deck. Everyone seemed to be thoroughly enjoying themselves.
Luo Xiaolang sat on the side, dressed in her favorite tracksuit, simply observing them all, quiet and out of place.
She was truly bored.
Her phone was out of charge, and she didn't feel like finding a place to charge it.
So she sat quietly on the side, watching Yin Qin enjoying himself immensely, without any hint of loneliness.
Luo Xiaolang felt like she had been fooled by Yin Qin every time.
