The night wind was soft.
The sky was-filled with stars.
The faint gleam of the stars often goes unnoticed by modern people, but the stars have never ceased to shine.
The night wind was gentle.
A slight tingle in his nose.
Jin Xin looked up at the glittering stars, not wanting Shen Yue to see his tears of weakness.
He abruptly remembered what Gao Jie had said to him in the car — Shen Yue truly was his friend, the one who had endured the most hardship these past few days. It was time for him to rest.
He felt that Gao Jie's reminder was superfluous.
He was aware of Shen Yue's hard work. His concern for his friends was not expressed verbally. He knew that he owed Shen Yue a favor, which he was determined to repay, and he definitely would.
However, Shen Yue, who had suffered the most, still insisted on going to the harbor with him when he sensed that something was amiss with Zhilian.