At 4:30, Fang Yang and Zhou Xin left their room together and walked to the beach, which was less than two kilometers away. After millions of years of seawater washing, the sand on Gouqi Island was white and fine. Perhaps because of the development of tourist attractions, the beach was well maintained and was clean and tidy!

Fang Yang and Zhou Xin rented lockers on the side, changed into their swimsuits in the washroom, rinsed off, and then went to the beach.

Fang Yang was amazed to see Zhou Xin's stunning figure standing out among the group of beautiful women playing on the beach. It seemed that all the food she ate had gone to the right places.

Zhou Xin walked proudly past the envious crowd, saying, "When it comes to figure, I'm second to none, hmph!" She glanced at Fang Yang arrogantly and slowly walked towards the sea.

Fang Yang followed behind eagerly, the seawater washing over his feet, warm as a lover's hand, comfortable and pleasant.

Zhou Xin walked gracefully ahead, and after the seawater reached her waist, she began to bend down and enter the water, like a mermaid, playing happily up and down.

Although Fang Yang grew up by the sea, his swimming skills are actually quite average. He can only do a little bit of the doggy paddle. As for swimming, he can only say that he knows how, but to what extent? Well, he's a little better than a beginner.

So when Fang Yang saw Zhou Xin swimming gracefully up and down in the sea, he was extremely envious. However, it was very simple to learn; he could just spend popularity points to buy it in the store.

After thinking it over and over, Fang Yang decided to give up on the idea. He hadn't gone swimming more than twice a year, and he had spent too much popularity points recently. They weren't easy to gain either. He figured he should just give up. There were too many places where he would need to spend popularity points in the future. He would just have to endure it!

When Zhou Xin occasionally turned around, she saw Fang Yang's doggy-paddle swimming style and couldn't help but laugh so hard she bent over. Finally, she saw that Fang Yang didn't know how to do one thing!

It was as if an angel had returned to earth. It turned out that even angels had things they couldn't do. Zhou Xin circled around Fang Yang, admiring Fang Yang's bizarre swimming style. It was obvious that he was just a novice who hadn't been coached by a professional!

Fang Yang, his face dark, didn't even bother to complain. He surfaced; they were still in shallow water. Standing up, the water only reached his chest, he wiped the water off his face and said irritably:

"What's so funny? What's so strange about not being able to swim?"

"Isn't that strange? You grew up by the sea. These days, aren't people who grow up by the sea and can't swim as rare as pandas?"

“I did grow up by the sea, but swimming is not allowed where I live. When I was a child, my parents were busy with their business every day and had no time to send me to extracurricular classes.”

Zhou Xin asked curiously, "How were you when you were little? What kind of business did your parents do?"

“When I was very young, my parents ran a clothing store. They worked themselves to the bone every day, but they didn’t make much money in a year. Later, they opened a clothing import and export company. They were busy dealing with domestic distributors and foreign suppliers every day. At first, they made a little money, but later, the competition became fierce and the profits became smaller and smaller. So they opened a reading website, which was the predecessor of Yuewen Media.”

“I grew up with my grandma when I was little. After I graduated from junior high school, my grandma passed away, and my parents started to pay attention to my life. Unfortunately, high school was too stressful, and I didn’t have time to get involved in these things!”

Fang Yang recounted his life over the years, just like most families in business: the parents worked hard away from home, and the children lived alone. Although they had enough money, they lacked love!

Zhou Xin looked at Fang Yang curiously, "Then how did you come to like music?"

"Maybe it's because I lacked love. When I was little, I dreamed of one day standing on stage singing, hoping my parents would pay more attention to me. So I ignored everything else and studied like crazy. I never expected..."

Seeing Fang Yang's dejected mood, Zhou Xin couldn't help but feel a surge of maternal love. She stroked Fang Yang's face and said, "I think your parents in heaven would be proud to have a son like you!"

Fang Yang shook himself off, "It's okay, I'm used to it now!"

The two had lost their desire to swim and didn't linger in the sea. After washing up and changing their clothes, Captain Xie and his companion had already prepared all the necessary materials at the barbecue area on the side, just waiting to start a fire and grill.

"Mr. Fang, you've arrived quite early today. Shall we have the barbecue now, or wait a bit?"

"It's getting late now, and it might get a bit cold if it gets any later."

"Okay, then I'll go viral first!"

Captain Xie first put some kindling on the stove, lit it with a lighter, and then slowly put in the charcoal. After the fire was fully lit, he spread the charcoal out and removed the open flame.

Fang Yang and Captain Xie each occupied a grill. Fang Yang mainly grilled lettuce and oysters, while Captain Xie grilled seafood such as squid and sea bass.

An unnamed sailor (crying, he's appeared in five or six chapters and still hasn't revealed his surname!) is setting up a table, utensils, and beer. Barbecue without beer is soulless!

Zhou Xin rested her chin on her hands, staring blankly at Fang Yang as he earnestly prepared the barbecue. They say that a man who is serious is the most handsome!

The setting sun cast its last rays behind Fang Yang, creating a hazy, mysterious, and majestic glow on the gradually darkening coastline.

Fang Yang quickly grilled a bunch of chives and, seeing Zhou Xin's dazed expression, asked, "Are you hungry? You can eat some first if you want?"

Zhou Xin snapped out of her reverie, looked at the grilled chives Fang Yang handed her, and shook her head and waved her hands: "Oh, I don't eat chives, I can't eat this!"

Seeing that Zhou Xin wasn't being polite, Fang Yang stopped. Chives are something that people either love or hate. It's hard to say who's right or wrong; it's just a matter of personal taste.

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