An hour later.

Seaside.

It was windy, and the sea was surging, constantly lapping against the sand on the shore.

Gao Yu put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at the surging water, and a pleasant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth

Hand hit...... Hand hit......

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