The winds were calm, and the sky was moonless. Even the bustling lights on the shore seemed so far away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

When Alex opened his eyes, Zendaya had already left.

Though the beautiful woman was gone, her fragrance still lingered in the air.

There seemed to be a haunting song in his ear, playing itself on repeat.

“Since ancient times, passion has been mistaken ruthlessly as yearning for love,

How strange the lasting summer heat and cold winters have become