In the evening, the sun sets on the western hills.
The gentle sunset, slowly across the sea.
Scattered sunlight hit the deck, reflecting a thin red light.
In the cabin, Yunchuan sits on the bed with his eyes closed and his knees crossed.
"Hiss... whoa..."
He breathed softly in silence, without deliberately taking a deep breath, but the long moist air kept pouring into his lungs, as if he were swallowing the sea, refreshing and cold.
If an outsider is in this room, he will feel strong suffocation.
The storage and utilization rate of oxygen in his body have reached