Wheeling Gull Isle words from my heart

their conversation continued, giving ying implicit permission to step closer. she walked toward the rock’s edge but did not ascend, instead looking upward from the beach. 在家里, 和他们的父亲, she explained. whether the children were truly his or someone else’s, none would ever know.

ying blinked at huojin, then asked, 他父亲在这里吗? she didn’t see anyone else, but could smell another scent near this domain. assuming that the boy had taken after his father, ying knew that the man couldn’t go unnoticed for long.

either way, continuing with small talk wouldn’t do anyone any favors; there were much more important things to be discussed. 我在这里想起被遗忘的事情, a pause, sharp inhale, 我想你可以帮我.