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Mu Qianqian woke up to the warm, damp wind blowing on her face. The sight that greeted her made her sit up in bed.

Outside the small window was a blue sea, beautiful in the early morning sun.

Mu Qianqian's finger unconsciously rested on the glass window. Occasionally, there would be a splash, but she would foolishly reach out to touch the glass on the bed, as if she could touch the sea