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The old boatman started to narrate. As he spoke, Ling Yao began to translate to Hai Xiaomin in a low voice, which made her even more shocked.

Was he really a human being? To be able to master a language to such a degree in just two days, that was just too terrifying!

Could it be that there was a huge difference in intelligence between her and someone else?

"Listen to the story!" Noticing that the woman in his arms was wandering, Ling Yao pinched her waist.

He had a good grasp of the force, Hai Xiaomin's body was particularly sensitive, if the force was any heavier, he would be afraid that her reaction would overturn the entire ship!

Hai Xiao Min twisted her waist and focused her attention.

This is a story of cliché, with not much to show for it, but it is not enough to cover up its sad and beautiful legend.

"About three hundred years ago, there was no Grallet Island here."

"There is only one lighthouse on the island that can guide us."

"More than three hundred years ago, people on the island were generally fishing at sea, as were a young couple."

"Every time the husband goes fishing, his wife and children go to the docks every day and wait for the husband to come back with a load."

"One day, the husband left home as usual, but at the appointed time, his tall, strong figure did not appear on the dock. The wife and her children waited day after day on the dock, waiting for the news that her husband's boat had been hit by a storm and disappeared into the ocean. "

"My wife is unwilling to accept the fact that she has lost her husband. She believes that he has simply lost his way at sea. One day, he will definitely return to the island in that boat!"

"During the day, the seamen will be able to see the island with their eyes, and at night they will easily lose their way. "In order to guide her husband home, her wife would row to the lighthouse every night. The flames on the roof of the tower would never go out, day after day, year after year …"

"The lighthouse seemed to sense the strong desire of the wife for her husband's return, and it rose higher and higher, revealing the rocks below. The higher the lighthouse, the more distant the people can see. "

The reefs under the lighthouse grew more and more numerous, gradually forming an island. Decades later, his elderly wife accompanied the lighthouse, passing the last moments of her life. Her ashes are still buried under the lighthouse, waiting for her husband's return! "

"Her name is Granite, and the island is named after her. Hundreds of years have passed, and the island has completely changed. It has become full of vitality and flowers. Everyone says that it is the soul of the wife protecting the island. The couple who board the island will be blessed by her and will never be separated … "

It was this kind of rumor that could be heard everywhere that captivated Hai Xiao Min.

What attracted her wasn't just the story, but Ling Yao's deep, magnetic voice.

An ancient story came to an end. Unknowingly, the small boat slowly approached the shore.

"Here we are, children, on the island!" The old boatman steadied the rope against the wooden pilings at the edge of the dock and steadied the hull to keep the passengers on shore.

Ling Shang paid the boat fare and happily bid farewell to the old boatman. Turning around, he looked at Hai Xiaomin who was still reminiscing about the story and said, "I'm coming this way, what about you?"

Hai Xiao Min came back to her senses and silently pursed her lips. She couldn't keep following the same path forever. It was time for them to separate …

"I'll head that way."

He chose the left, she pointed to the right, and they ran in opposite directions.

"Then break up here." Ling Yao had no objection to this.

"Alright." "Yes," she said softly.

The two of them looked at each other and nodded. Then, both of them turned around and walked further and further away from each other.

There was a small town on the island, with buildings that retained the more primitive style of the land, houses made of wood and a kind of white stone, colorful flowers and banners on the streets, on the roofs, at the windows.

This was a small town in a garden, and it was giving off the feeling of a wasteland that was suitable for couples to stop in their tracks.

After separating from Ling Yao, Hai Xiaomin took pictures as she walked. Couples from foreign places were everywhere in the town. From time to time, she would call her and ask her to take a picture of them together.

Hai Xiao Min was a bit regretful. Why did she, a single dog, have to come here to torture herself?

She strolled along the stone streets of the town. Her gaze was focused on the camera on her mobile phone as she randomly captured the beautiful scenery on the way into a video.

A toy windmill that was being blown by the sea breeze, a variety of handmade gadgets on the side of the road, birds on the steps combing their feathers, children happily running around, pedestrians on the streets …

As the recording was playing, a peerlessly handsome face unexpectedly appeared on the screen.

His eyes were looking elsewhere, and while she was surprised, he also turned his head as if he felt something and met Hai Xiaomin's gaze through the camera.

It can't be?

What a coincidence!

Surprised but not surprised, Hai Xiao Min took out her phone and welcomed him with a smile. Just as she moved her feet, two or three children ran into her while chasing her.

Bang! With a dull thud, Hai Xiao Min fell to the ground!

Ling Yao also did not expect that something like this would happen the moment he saw her in the crowd. His pupils constricted, and he immediately turned sideways and rushed over.

"Ah!" The children turned around and realized that they were in trouble. They hurriedly ran back and spoke a bunch of words that she didn't understand. However, from their expressions, it was obvious that they were apologizing.

There were passers-by gathering around her, asking her kindly if she needed help.

"Hai Xiao Min! How are you? " Ling Yao ran over and gave her a hand to support her while he struggled to stand up.

"It's fine, it's fine." Hai Xiao Min's face didn't look too good, but he forced a comforting smile at the first moment and waved to the three children, speaking in English didn't matter.

"Hiss ~ ~" The next second, she was in so much pain that she grimaced. She covered her ankle and squatted down.

Ling Yao furrowed his brows and squatted down on one knee. He stretched out his hand to pinch her ankle. It was so painful that Hai Xiao Min slapped the back of his hand. A string of words came out: "Painful ~"

"You still know pain?" Ling Yao snickered unhappily, "You're such a big person, yet you tripped over a child while walking. Do you have any shame?"

"Oh!" "So you're saying that it makes sense for me to knock down the child?" Hai Xiao Min was extremely angry, this person actually dared to make sarcastic remarks.

"Nonsense!" He just felt that this was reasonable!

He would rather have been hurt by someone else than her.

"Alright, alright, help me up first." She didn't want to bicker at a time like this, struggling to get up.

"Wait a moment!" Ling Yao pressed down on her shoulder, not allowing her to move. Raising his head, he faced the three guilt-ridden children and conversed with them in their native language.

The children all rushed to point in a certain direction. Ling Yao turned around and used his strong and strong arms to carry her behind his back and below his knees. A princess carried his and followed behind the child who was leading the way.

Hai Xiao Min exclaimed in a low voice. The hanging of her body made her reflexively seek out a sense of security. She hooked onto his neck: "Where are you going?"

Ling Yao lowered his eyes and glared at her: "Clean up your place!"