Despair & Hope

It rained in Darkness Port around the afternoon.

The drizzle was rare on the shore. It was fine and soft, continuous and somewhat lonely.

People who lived by the shore knew that even in the Purple Moon era, it was unusual for the shore to see such fine and continuous drizzle because the rain by the shore was always temporary.

Gazing at the drizzle through the window, deep affection overflowed from Tang Long's eyes together with satisfaction and a tinge of inconceivable anxiety. He looked at Higan beside him.

She was quiet as if she had returned to being that icy cold girl with few words, yet her quiet side calmed him down.

Moreover, Higan was currently removing the tiny wooden splinters from last night's injuries on his hands carefully. She then applied some medicine over the wounds and wrapped them up with a clean bandage gauze.

"Higan, are you really Higan?" Tang Long gazed at her, muttering inaudibly.