The boat quickly docked.
The sun was quite intense outside, Annie opened a parasol and held Qiao Shan's hand as they disembarked.
To Qiao Shan, all of this felt like a dream.
Having lost her memories, she could no longer discern what was real.
She could only choose to believe in the people around her.
As she stepped off the deck, a pair of warm large hands reached over, steadily holding her shoulders.
Then, she fell into his embrace.
She slightly raised her head and saw a handsome face.
He was wearing a sky-blue suit, with a red tie complementing his fair and clean features.
In the sunlight, he seemed like a gentle older brother from next door.
Seeing him for the first time, she felt no shyness or resistance, naturally accepting him.
It was as if they had known each other for a long time.
"You must be Manyu? A bit different from what I imagined!"
He chuckled lightly, looking at her with smiling eyes.
She blushed slightly, shyly struggling out of his arms.
