In the deep blue night sky, a full moon cast its bright glow onto the dark blue sea, revealing a long, trembling column of light on the water's surface.
The 825 Boat and 823 Boat set sail late at night, cutting through the waves under the guidance of the Sea Patrol Boat from the Maritime Bureau, safely navigating out of Qingdao Bay.
Han Yu stood on the bridge, looking out at the shimmering sea under the moonlight, listening to the sound of the waves lapping against the boat. He felt a sense of peace; not only was the view extraordinarily vast, but even his heart seemed to broaden, and it felt as if the sea had washed away all the worldly worries.
Turning around to look back in the direction of Qingdao, he couldn't help but recall the time he came here with his school senior for a trip.
