The moment you get on the plane, have you ever thought about traveling to one of the most beautiful places in the world with a specific person...

kumejima,

This small island has three beautiful beaches. It takes more than 30 minutes to fly from the main island of Okinawa. If you are looking for a leisurely and luxurious southern vacation, Miyako Island may be a better choice.

It's just that this is the destination needed for work.

Due to a certain great director's pursuit of perfection, even a single shot requires a lot of effort. A professional camera team followed this trip.

After getting off a short flight and then riding a yacht to stir up white waves on the sea, I watched the camera team that arrived first and was busy building equipment on the white sand and making final preparations before shooting.

Ming Ling, who had rested on the road, was unable to hold her forehead in happiness, leaning on Fang Xiaoran on the side and sighed:

"Oh my god, I can actually see my little angel filming. I'm so happy. My life..."

"Senior Ming Ling, can you stop leaning on me?"

The shore of hate.

Connected to a coral island with a total length of more than 5km, there is no island land but an isolated white beach in the sea. Looking at the gradient colors of green and blue in the distance, the unbelievable clarity, azure and white beach becomes a breathtaking paradise.

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You can enjoy the 360-degree view of the infinitely beautiful emerald green sea water and the high and empty world in the sky. It will even make people forget that this is Japan, creating a feeling of time stagnating.

If you can walk hand in hand with others, it must be quite romantic.

And watching the crowd of people busying around, putting on a dark and mysterious night dress and a silver wig, watching her standing on the beach looking very much like a certain figure in her memory,

The sea was emerald and the sky was blue, as if she was the only figure left in the world. The scene of looking at something in a dreamlike and beautiful scene was captured by the camera, which made Xia Yao look at her in a trance.

Obviously she should be as far away as me, but why...

Looking at Shui Lianxin's figure from this distance, I don't know why from the beautiful picture of her waiting quietly.

I felt something I didn't have.

"Sorry for the long wait. The filming is over. Let's go take the transparent boat."

After a while, the professional atmosphere that could be felt just by standing nearby was over. Seeing the figure in black clothes and silver hair running happily over and waving to a few people, Ming Ling was the first to ask impatiently.

"Is this what Night Crow looks like in the movie? By the way, can I take a photo?"

Hearing her asking this question, mentioning that she was imitating someone's evening dress, she glanced secretly at the staff over there with her long silver hair in the water, and then made a 'shhh' sound and laughed softly:

"Remember to keep it a secret."

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...

On a sunny afternoon, I walked through the white sand beach isolated on the sea, admired the fascinating panoramic sea surface, curiously looked at the fish swimming by in the transparent boat, mixed with the unspeakable teasing while applying sunscreen,

Crisp laughter and screams of surprise bloomed in the white waves stirred up by the yacht. What is associated with the happy time in the memory is the brightness of the sun and the coolness of the sea...

Until the last splendid sunset glow on the horizon has burned out, and the blue and transparent water gradually dims into darkness. On the beach in front of the hotel villa, on the dim seaside that is slightly illuminated by lights, are the figures of a few girls setting off fireworks.

"Ah...I can't help it anymore. I really have no energy this time. This is definitely the most enjoyable trip I have ever had in my life..."

Squatting on the beach with her hands folded, Ming Ling, who had not stopped since she got off the plane in the morning, has completely lost her strength. She can predict that she will be so sore tomorrow that she will not be able to get out of bed...

Hearing her words, the sparks from the fireworks slightly illuminated her delicate face. Xia Yao looked at Shui Lianxin, who was also squatting aside and looking at the fireworks with eyes like glass.

"Thank you very much, Lian Xin, for inviting us to travel this time."

"It's okay. I'm very happy to be able to come out with you, Sister Xia Yao..."

Xia Yao thanked her with a smile, and Shui Lianxin smiled sweetly. She waved her hand and continued to lower her head, her eyes warmed by the light:

“And it’s always been a dream of mine to travel with other people.”

"Huh? Lian Xin, have you never been out before?"

The slightly older Ming Ling naturally called her name and asked curiously as she got closer during this journey. Then upon hearing her words, Shui Lianxin was in a daze for a moment before blinking and regaining consciousness.

He looked at the fireworks in his hands with a calm expression.

"For some very complicated reasons, I could hardly leave home before..."

I can only imagine the world outside the window in such a big house.

I don't know why, looking at the scene of her glass-like eyes quietly watching the fireworks, it makes people feel a heart-wrenching strength, and...

"Ah, but it's okay now, because...someone helped me, so I don't have to be like that anymore."

A touch of enviable satisfaction.

After hearing Shui Lianxin's explanation as she realized that she seemed to have said something heavy, Ming Ling thought about herself for a moment, and then found that there were only some boring past events in her memory. She pressed her forehead and sighed with a broken expression:

"In the past, I was always jealous and isolated from other girls, and I always had a headache looking at the fake smiles of people at parties."

"Come to think of it, you always looked like a person that no one liked at that time..."

"Don't I want the other party to think that their methods are successful..."

She smiled and told the story of Ming Ling's unruly past to show that she didn't care. Listening to her pouted retort, Xia Yao paused for a while before speaking softly:

"My life was very happy before. It's just that my father is usually very busy. I can't see him all the time and sometimes I feel lonely..."

The beach, the night, the fireworks, and the novelty of chatting with friends about their past selves made Shui Lianxin's eyes shine unconsciously, and she experienced a happiness she had never felt before.

Then she looked expectantly at Fang Xiaoran, the girl who was always quiet at the side. After noticing her gaze, Xia Yao and Ming Ling also looked at her.

"Speaking of which, I've never heard you say that before, Xiaoran. Come on, let's get real!"

Urged by Ming Ling, and watched by Xia Yao and Shui Lianxin, he hesitated nervously, recalling the memory of that small town in the north, and recalling the little girl who always followed someone behind and loved to cry.

On this occasion, she couldn't help but speak silently. After moving her lips a few times, Xiaoran finally bowed her head with a calm voice.

"Nothing special, just... came here very normally."

"So, Xiaoran, you are Fangran's sister. I also want to invite Fangran to come with me. By the way, what about Fangran? What was Fangran like before?"

Um!?

After being speechless for a second, Ming Ling could only quietly roll her eyes helplessly as she looked at her little angel's curious questions with bright eyes, and secretly glanced at Xia Yao, who was also looking at Fang Xiaoran who was obviously very concerned about her.

Why does that hateful guy's name appear here in the girls' chat group...

But having said that, she was actually a little curious about the guy who lay under a sheet at the small table all day long.

What it was like before.

When asked about this suddenly, Fang Xiaoran seemed to be a little surprised and didn't know how to speak. He was silent for a moment and then answered slowly:

"He used to..."

But when she said this, she noticed the gazes that Shui Lianxin and Xia Yao were looking at her. In the middle of her words, she suddenly didn't want to tell them for some reason, and paused, her eyes lowered.

"Same as now."

"Rather than this, go back. It's already dark. If you stay any longer, you'll catch a cold."

Fang Xiaoran let go of the first firework that was extinguished in his hand, stood up and turned around and said. The ringing spirit was also put out in advance and inserted into the sand, making him unsteady and staggering. He expressed that a coward was mixed into the private conversation between girls.

I agree to end the topic early and plan to go back to the hotel quilt to continue the night talk:

"Well, that's right... Ah, Xiaoran, I'm a little unsteady on my feet, can you help me?"

"Can't."

"Eh (disappointed)...."

Listening to Ming Ling's deliberately long tone, she glanced back at the two figures behind her before turning to leave. Her expressionless eyes could not tell what she was thinking, and only a low murmur to herself could serve as a clue.

'It's impossible for them anyway...'

The second half of the sentence was scattered in the night sea breeze, and no one could hear it clearly.

The fireworks in his hands also went out. Xia Yao stood up and looked at the two people who had taken the first step. He smiled softly at Shui Lianxin and said:

"Let's go too..."

Then looking at the fireworks that were still spitting out sparks, Shui Lianxin couldn't bear to extinguish them early. Shui Lianxin, who was a little overwhelmed for a while, carefully inserted it on the ground.

The moment he turned around, the sound of the waves could be clearly heard. The night wind blew the hair around his ears, and Xia Yao suddenly heard the crisp voice of the girl behind him.

"Sister Xia Yao, do you like Fang Ran?"

The moment Xia Yao was stunned for a moment before turning around in the sea breeze, she saw the white long skirt blowing softly, Shui Lianxin's beautiful glass eyes shining with pure curiosity, with the night sea as the background,

Then after being slightly lost in thought for a second, she simply smiled and answered.

"Well, yes, I like it very much."

"really..."

The moment she heard Xia Yao's answer, Shui Lianxin seemed to have learned a great secret about her best friend. She exclaimed carefully and murmured:

"Is that so..."

Then, before she could curiously ask questions such as 'Why didn't you tell Fangran before?

There is no clear meaning behind the smile.
To be continued...