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... him!


“I am only hungover. Why on Earth does my head ache so much?” he groaned, trying to turn over and sit up. Then, he saw that the blue sky and the emerald green water merged into one color; the vast sea extended into the distance with no end in sight. In the sky above him, white seabirds were flying overhead; the sea breeze had a slightly salty taste and blew gently, making the water ripple.


What beautiful scenery.


However…why would he be lying by the sea? Sui X ...

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