To Tham Nha could not sleep, she leaned over to the window and looked out at the scenery by the sea.
The scenery here is very beautiful, the sound of the waves is even more beautiful.
Moment by moment, the eternal melody remains the same.
An Nuoc Han was standing on a wooden observation hut chatting with his father.
Sometimes he talked, sometimes he was silent, his forehead always furrowed very deeply.
When he saw Jasmine from a distance limping over, his gaze suddenly became deep.
A few minutes later, the sound of overlapping footsteps resounded.
"If you leave me alone, who else can take care of me?" An Nuochan's voice sounded close behind.
"Oh, luckily I only come back twice a year, otherwise I would have been cornered to death by you!"
After the sound of the door opening and closing ended, the two people's conversation moved into the next room.
