Upon hearing this, the light in Jing Min's eyes dimmed slightly, revealing a moment of disappointment.

But soon, he nodded, as if to comfort himself:

"Yes, you're right."

He stopped hesitating and instead took her hand and continued walking towards the beach.

Along the way, he looked up at the clear blue sky and suddenly sighed:

"Five years ago, here too..."

Chu Wuyang paused slightly and looked up at him:

Five years ago?

Jing Min's gaze fell on the distant horizon, his tone tinged with a sense of ethereal beauty:

"At that time, it was during a typhoon. I... had an appointment..."

He paused halfway through his sentence, then turned to look at Chu Wuyang beside him. A tender, lingering look appeared in his eyes.

He continued in a low voice:

"Then, for various reasons, I got injured here..."

Chu Wuyang stopped and looked up at him, her expression showing a hint of realization:

"So... Yunyang saved you?"

Upon hearing this, Jing Min stopped and looked down at her, a slight smile playing on his lips. His voice was calm yet profound:

"Yes. That's what I thought back then too."

"After all, when I woke up, there was no one around except her. I naturally assumed that she had moved me to a safe place and then watched me wake up."

"Think?"

Chu Wuyang noticed the unusual tone in his words and keenly pressed for an answer.

"Isn't it her?"

Jing Min nodded slightly, his tone becoming somewhat indifferent:

"It has now been confirmed that it was not her."

He paused, his gaze shifting from the distance to her face, his eyes as deep as the sea, and said softly:

"What I just mentioned, the aftereffects of the injury..."

As he spoke, he tightened his grip on Chu Wuyang's hand slightly, as if trying to draw some comfort from her.