The blue sea stretches as far as the eye can see, and the white sails in the distance dance up and down with the waves like white dots accidentally dripping on the canvas.

The sky was cloudless, and occasionally a bird passed by, and three or two cries pierced the sky.

Fang Yishui sat quietly on the beach, looking at the deep sea, not wanting to say a word.

It's not that she doesn't have money or time to see the sea, it's just that after her mother died, she didn't want to watch it.

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