"A floating leaf returns to the vast sea; where is life that we do not meet!"
Ye Qiu had never imagined that he would meet Mu Wanqing again on a cruise ship.
The Mu Wanqing in front of him wore no heavy makeup, her skin delicate as a baby's.
Her clear eyes, moving gracefully, carried a hint of the girl-next-door vibe. A female star, pure in appearance and sweet in voice, just happened to appear before Ye Qiu coincidentally.
Ye Qiu was momentarily lost in thought.
Mu Wanqing recognized Ye Qiu, her voice soft, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."
Ye Qiu's brief distraction, struggling with seasickness, made him smile and say, "It must be fate."
Fate?
Mu Wanqing paused slightly, but upon reflection, their first meeting and the chance encounter today could indeed be described as fate.
However, no man had ever used the word 'fate' with her before.
