Through a piece of transparent glass, the waves come and go on the beach again and again. White flowers bloom with the incoming waves and wither as the waves recede.
No matter how beautiful the scenery is, if you stare at it for too long, it will become ordinary and uninteresting.
In the half hour from the sun jumping out of the sea level to rising into the sky, Ethan Gu had become tired of seeing this beach and sea view.
He sat in a chair in front of the fireplace, poking the firewood in the fireplace with an iron rod to extinguish the over-burning flames.
Blake, who was resting on the bed, had just fallen asleep. Now he was hugging the quilt with half of his face pressed on the pillow. His sleeping posture was not very good.
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