At the same time, sitting in the same place, Lu Xiaoxian squinted at the clouds in the sky, a large mass of them slowly wandering away, like a harvest pile of cotton, or like a flock of sheep returning late to the grassland. Today there were no burning clouds, the sky was tile blue, the setting sun was round and was falling slowly to the west.

Glancing at a familiar figure coming on the waves, Lu Xiaoxian hurriedly stood up and looked at the man who was getting closer and closer with ...