The damp sea breeze kept blowing, carrying a hint of fishiness, a hint of sorrow!
West of Kuala Lumpur in Malaysia lay the Malacca Strait, and at this moment, the night was deep. Yet, in this strait, a cruise ship was slowly sailing!
All the lights on the cruise ship were turned on, illuminating the sea surface so clearly visible, while on the deck of the ship, a woman quietly sat in a wheelchair!
Her long hair fluttered, especially as it billowed in the sea breeze, like a pure angel descending, breathtakingly beautiful!
The woman's delicate face showed a sickly pallor, dressed in thin clothes. Still, her devil-like voluptuous figure was inescapably visible, like a night elf, exuding a strange allure!
"A month! Are you... still alive?"
The woman's voice trembled, her body suffused with an indescribable sadness, as if a cuckoo wept blood, like a lady pining for her husband!
