The wind in summer nights is always dry, carrying the heat of the scorching heat and the saltiness of the ocean, rushing towards us.
It was only past seven o'clock in the evening, and it was getting dark late in summer, and the night had not yet fully fallen.
There are not too few people on the deck of hundreds of square meters.
As soon as Ziana came out of the cabin, she saw a bright light flying past her eyes, and then exploded into thousands of flowers in the air.
The clear sky is illuminated like daytime.
The fireworks didn't stop.
One after the other, the styles vary.
Ziana looked up at the sky with a peaceful smile on his face.
Edison stood by, and when she was speaking, he would follow up with a few words, and when she was not speaking, he would stare at her intently.
When he saw her fair little face, her crooked eyes, and the ease and joy that filled her, he couldn't help but feel emotional.