Chương 170: The Isolated Island (14)

Chu Yi left the house and walked towards the pier.

The sky was dark by the roadside, with gloomy dark clouds piled up in the sky, the kerosene lamps were scattered on the arched eaves, faintly revealing scattered flickering shadows, and everything around him was blurry, only the dim light of the moon showed a bar of bright silver.

Chu Yi walked to the beach, there was no one standing on the sand that stretched for miles.

The wind blew on his face and poured into his clothes. It was very cold. His eyes stung from the salty sea breeze, and he began to feel uncomfortable.

He walked slower, stopping and pausing every few steps as if struggling to continue.

The world behind him was lively and full of laughter.

They passed by hand in hand with bright smiles on their faces.