Several days later, one morning just as dawn was breaking, Xiao Ze suddenly burst in from outside, excited.
"Sis, you've got to come out and see this, I saw a ship drifting by!"
Xiao Yu, whose sleepiness was suddenly scared off, asked, "A ship? How big? Where is it?"
Without her coat, Xiao Yu ran outside and immediately felt the cold wind howling, piercing through her clothes, "Sky, why is the wind so strong?"
"Sis, I've been observing for quite a while now, and that ship hasn't made any moves. You can see our island at a glance, so why haven't they sailed over? Even if this isn't their destination, there's no need to just stay anchored there without budging, right? Plus, it feels like the wind is just pushing it along."
