A Ridiculous Request

A gentle, cool breeze was blowing on the coastline. Tang Xiu folded his arms, standing there as though a sculpture. He looked at Viviani, who had taken off her shoes and was running barefoot on the beach. Viviani’s exotic beauty gave him a kind of pleasant and wonderful feeling, just like the exotic beauty of a fairy maiden he once saw in the Immortal World.

“Mr. Tang, do you like the sea?”

In her fluttering white dress, Viviani’s arms were moving as though in a dance, as its owner then suddenly turned and shouted loudly.

Tang Xiu shook his head and calmly replied, “People have seven emotions and six sensory pleasures, whereas the sea is a representation of the capricious state of mind. I myself am not someone who is fond of things that are beyond my control.”

Viviani came floating as her gem-like eyes gazed at Tang Xiu, asking curiously, “You can’t control the sea?”

“The current me is indeed unable to do so,” said Tang Xiu.