When Lin Yu'an was awakened by his biological clock once again, it was still pitch black outside the porthole.
He glanced at the time, 5:30 in the morning, half an hour remaining until Mike's shift ended.
The cabin was silent, with only the rhythmic "whoosh" of the hull slicing through the water, like a steady heartbeat.
He didn't linger in that moment of warmth, quickly getting up and changing into a set of light sportswear.
As he carried two steaming cups of coffee up to the deck, he saw Captain Mike standing alone behind the wheel, a figure as resolute as the ship's bow.
The eastern horizon already held an imperceptible hint of dawn light, interwoven with the starry sky, forming a magical dawn hue.
"Good morning, Captain." Lin Yu'an handed one of the coffees over.
Mike turned around, seeing it was him, and a knowing smile appeared on his face as he accepted the coffee. "I knew you wouldn't sleep long. How is it? Your first night on the sea, how does it feel?"
