Zi Ruoxi gazed at the bottomless surface of the sea, that heaving, overflowing deep ocean—just how many secrets did it hold…
In an instant, her bright, sparkling eyes were filmed with a tenderness as deep as seawater. She had once been so afraid of water; she still remembered the embarrassing incident back in college when she fell into a river… From then on, she'd resolved to overcome her fear of water. And once she made up her mind about something, she always did it well. Even though sticking with it was anything but easy, she never lost heart or got discouraged, and at last she obtained the nationally certified level-three professional swimmer qualification.
Maybe it was precisely that experience that forged a love so unforgettable it cut to the bone. Thinking of those days overflowing with Wen Xin's warmth… even now, there was still a faint lingering taste. Not intense, yet suffused with a delicate hidden fragrance.
