A polymath synth artist defies her parents' plans by casting a scarlet fingernail into a nest of mummified womb-senators.
Upon its removal, the urn erupts, seven scaly impure miners surge...
Gu Yuan had already stood up, and Fu Hange said gently, "You're awake?"
Gu Yuan responded indifferently.
This was the first time she had spoken to him so gently in all the time they had been together, and it might be the last, because there were too many uncertainties about the future, and neither of them could guarantee anything.
Before long, Gu Yuan finished tidying up. He walked up to Fu Hange while tying his tie and said, "Wait for me to come back."
"Okay," she replied casually.
Perhaps no one wanted to ruin this hard-won tenderness, so they spoke in a calm tone, neither too loud nor too soft.
After Gu Yuan left, Fu Hange finally waited until a suitable time to call Fu Chengyi and tell him where to meet.
Half an hour later, Fu Cheng took Fu Hange to the beach.
After getting off the bus, Fu Hange walked alone towards the reef and then sat down.
Fu Chengyi followed closely behind her, asking, "Why are you just sitting here and not playing?"
The wind blew up Fu Hange's bangs, and she squinted as she said, "There's nothing fun about it, it just makes sitting more comfortable."
Fu Cheng nodded and found a seat next to her. "Am I forcing you to do this?"
"It wasn't forced; it was my own choice. I was being foolish, knowing he didn't love me, yet still doing it."
"Don't talk about yourself like that."
The smell of the sea wafted over, and as the waves rolled in, Fu Hange's voice was completely drowned out, "I originally wanted to end things with him like this, but when I saw him in trouble, I couldn't bear to abandon him. Don't you think I'm stupid?"
Fu Chengyi gazed into the distance, raised an eyebrow, and said, "All foolishness stems from love."
If you don't love someone, why are you so persistent about their affairs, and why are you willing to fight for them?
All the concern stems from nothing more than obsession.
Perhaps she was tired of sitting, Fu Hange got off and walked along the coastline. Her heels were cold from stepping on the seawater, and her white shirt blended almost perfectly with the sea.
From this angle, the sea appears to be parallel to the sky, and the sky at this angle almost seems to crash down on the sea, enveloping the entire surface.
A few faint wisps of cloud hung in the sky, tinged with a reddish hue. Fu Hange stared at them, lost in thought. She actually loved the sea, but the person who accompanied her to see it wasn't the one she longed for.
Perhaps seeing through Fu Hange's thoughts, Fu Chengyi walked up to her and sighed, "If you really miss him, go back. Don't make things difficult for yourself. I'm not forcing you."
Fu Hange withdrew her gaze and continued walking forward. "It's not because I miss him, but because I feel it's such a pity that there's no one to accompany me through all of this."
"Am I not?" Fu Chengyi retorted.
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore," Fu Hange tried to change the subject.
After finishing her speech, Fu Hange continued walking forward. The entire sea was calm and still, and watching all of this from here was quite a treat.
Fu Hange walked across the entire sea, but still hadn't finished. It wasn't until evening that she turned to Fu Chengyi and said, "Let's go back."
“Okay.” Fu Chengyi readily agreed.
She squandered the entire day like that.
In the end, it was Fu Chengyi who took her home.
In fact, this day was anything but happy. Fu Hange's mind was filled with Gu Yuan's image, which kept lingering in her memory and she couldn't shake it off.
On the second and third day, Fu Chengyi took her to different places, but Fu Hange's heart remained calm and unmoved, simply because someone else had already taken over her heart.