White clouds are floating, seagulls are flying in the distance, and ships are sailing on the endless horizon. Zhang Cailing stood on the coast, looking at the endless horizon: Are you okay? I miss you. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
