C259 Thoughts

The air was cold and humid, and the lake at night was especially cold. Liao Jinjiao and Shen Yihan and I sat together, the three of us leaning back against each other, our bodies pressed tightly against each other, and we could feel a trace of warmth through each other's bodies.

Old Wang and Secretary Tang were shaking the oars with all their might. Zhang Liao and Chief Li sat across from us