"When it's clear, the sea is the color of the sky; we were quite lucky to come today."
Upon hearing this, Lin Wanzhou turned to look at the sea and after a moment asked,
"Actually, I wouldn't mind if it were cloudy."
"Why? You can't see anything on cloudy days, and the sea water is a murky green." Xu Qingyan had seen the sea during a storm on the island, like boiling green tea froth.
"Because..."
Boom!
It started to drizzle over the sea in the afternoon, yet some people remained on the beach. Perhaps this unpredictable weather was just ordinary for the locals, who didn't seem to mind.
"You really have a once-in-a-century knack for jinxing things; now it's really raining." Xu Qingyan leaned back in the car. There were no nearby shelters, so they had to return to the car.
"Oh, it's raining." Lin Wanzhou rested her chin in her hands as she looked out the car window.
