C361 The fireworks are beautiful

The beach was still the same beach. The sea was still calm and turbulent, with raindrops falling and stopping at times. The puddles on the beach were recovering at times, but at times, they would crack open again.

Only, Ye Qinghan felt that the sea did not seem to be a sea, the rain was not rain, and the beach was not a beach. It felt like rain, like fog and like wind