Tong Ran didn't think much of it, taking a sip. "It's a little sour. I've found that I really love drinking sour things lately."
Mo Nanjue watched her finish half the glass of kiwi juice before putting down the glass. He reached out to wipe her mouth. "Are you sleepy?"
Tong Ran yawned and turned over. "I wasn't, but now that you mention it, I am a bit."
"Then sleep."
Mo Nanjue pulled a thin blanket over her, and Tong Ran grabbed his hand. "You can't leave when I'm asleep."
The man leaned down to gently kiss her forehead. "Okay, I won't leave."
"Then you have to wake me up when we arrive."
"Alright, I'll call you."
Only then did Tong Ran contentedly close her eyes.
The warm sea breeze blew, and Tong Ran, already prone to drowsiness, soon fell sound asleep.
Mo Nanjue gently nudged her shoulder and called her, "Tong Ran?"
She didn't respond. The man reached out to hug her shoulders, holding her in his arms, but after a long time, she still didn't wake up.
