The white curtains were swept apart by the sea breeze, the dazzling sunlight radiating on the floor. The cries of the seagulls and the sound of the waves drifted in from outside the window, all of it was as wonderful as a dream.
Lu Qingchuan was not inside the room. Meng Xi'er got out of bed barefoot and walked to the window, looking at the coastline. The sky was deep blue, the same color as the sea. This was Greece, the homeland of the gods, the cradle of mythology. She had once thought that if she were to marry Lu Yebai, she would choose Greece to receive the blessings of the gods and marry the one she loved most.
She never thought that so many years later, she would finally come here, but the person accompanying her now was someone else.
