章節 8: AZI Volume 1 Chapter 7
Single-gated warehouses stand in abundance.
In the far distance, colossal cranes capable of lifting more weight than the combined efforts of numerous human hands possibly could, stand strongly against the crashing waves.
The air here is pungent with the taste of salt, which is to be expected of a ship port.
As it is currently nighttime, there are no workers here busying about with transporting crates of valuable items from the grounds of the port and onto a vessel that is scheduled for take-off.
"…"
Stopping the bike and shutting it off, Long Hua deactivates his protective gears before drawing in a deep breath and exhaling.
(Home…)
Pushing out the bike's kickstand, he dismounts the vehicle and stretches his arms.
His home is a 15-meter yacht with its engine removed and is christened under the name "Fortisa."
The yacht is divided into two floors.
The first floor consists of its deck and cockpit area that is encased around walls. To the side of the yacht's helm, are the stairs that lead into the yacht's cabin.
The first half of the cabin consists of a food storage area, along with a decent sized fridge and kitchen.
Other than the fridge, there is also a washing machine tucked to the side. A dryer wouldn't fit, so clothes have to be dried out in the sun during good weather.
The second half of the cabin is made up of mainly a king-sized bed along with a closet for clothing storage.
"…"
Jumping onto the yacht and entering the cabin, Long Hua heads for his bed and falls right onto it.
(Four years… So, it's been five years since I've arrived in this city. Ai, hard to believe time passed so quickly.)
Taking out his phone, Long Hua types out a message to Jing Yao.
[Ill c u 2morrow mornin gnight]
Sending the message, Long Hua tosses the phone aside and closes his eyes.
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