On the beach, a certain woman lay completely limp.
A certain man sat full and satisfied.
The sun had just risen.
Watching the sunrise by the sea should have been so enjoyable.
Yet Xia Zhisu didn't even have the strength to sit up.
"Ling Tian'ao, don't just watch it by yourself! Help me up!" Xia Zhisu reached out and said.
Ling Tian'ao felt a great sense of achievement seeing her utterly drained.
"Still thinking about running?" Ling Tian'ao asked her.
Xia Zhisu, too weak to roll her eyes, said, "I wasn't running, I was walking out in the open!"
"Fine, then let me change the question. Are you still thinking about walking?" Ling Tian'ao pressed.
Xia Zhisu bit her lip, reluctant to speak.
But such a beautiful sunrise, she wanted to see it.
She turned over, burying her face in her arms, "I'm not walking anymore! Ah!"
No sooner had she spoken, a strong arm scooped her up and placed her in his embrace.
He sat on the beach, she sat on his lap.
Leaning into his embrace.
