In a secluded part of the harbor, He Ao placed a folded paper boat on the sea's surface, where it bobbed up and down on the rippling waves.
The bright sunlight shone on the paper boat's tiny tip, swaying with the wind.
The paper boat was folded from a paper bag He Ao had requested from an open-air market.
The sea breeze blew against the paper boat, sending it towards the boundless ocean.
"The coach bus is about to leave."
A figure stood behind He Ao, watching the bobbing paper boat, and chuckled, "Do you like the ocean?"
"Perhaps a bit curious,"
He Ao smiled, clapping his hands together.
He turned and walked deep into the harbor.
"If you want, you can also stay here."
Yang De smiled, "After all, you are now the honorary vice-minister of the overseas department."
He truly liked He Ao and wanted to keep him here.
"Let's go back first, it's been too long since I've been home."
He Ao smiled and continued walking forward.
