Lin Yang dozed off on the small bed in the cabin. The sky had just begun to lighten when Yue'er woke him up.
"Brother Yang, get up and watch the sunrise."
Lin Yang rubbed his slightly dry eyes, washed his face briefly in the washroom to freshen up, and then went up to the deck.
Although Yue'er had only slept a few hours, her enthusiasm for watching the sunrise that morning was still quite high.
Since it might be the last morning they would spend at sea during this voyage, they had specially agreed to watch the sunrise together.
Standing on the yacht's deck and looking out, a red sun was slowly rising above the horizon on the East Sea, gradually ascending.
The atmosphere of watching the sunrise at sea was indeed much stronger than on land.
The calm sea surface was slightly rippling, and the soft light of the red sun dyed the water red. The sight of this vast expanse with only the red sun was truly spectacular, beyond the description of words.