——Lisa——
I still remember the appearance of that ship clearly.
The white hull is new and clean. It has three floors, the first floor is the public area, and the second and third floors are guest rooms. The interior is luxurious and comfortable. It is called "Yunnan Beauty" and set off on June 23, 2016 from Dali City, Yunnan Province, heading for deep mountains and lakes.
That was a journey I had longed to take.
It was also a journey that changed my destiny.
My life and his were intertwined on that ship.
Later, it almost came apart.
My name is Lisa, I am an online writer, pen name Lalisa, specializing in writing love stories with a touch of suspense. I have made a little money, a little fame, and a lot of free time. When I am not writing books, I like to travel around. But I always sign up for tour groups and choose a comfortable and worry-free journey. There is still a gap in ideological awareness between me and my author friends who like to travel around the world on foot, the real literary youth.
I still remember that day was very sunny, with blue sky and white clouds, and the river water was clear. The "Yunnan Beauty" set off in the morning and slowly sailed into the river valley surrounded by green mountains. Probably because it was a newly developed route, it was not well-known, and the price was not cheap, so there were not many passengers on the boat.
I stayed in my room all morning, either lying on the 2-meter sofa watching TV series, or curled up on the sofa playing games, or lying on the balcony enjoying the breeze, feeling quiet and comfortable.
I saw him from the balcony.
There was a welcome reception at the restaurant on the first floor at noon. I didn't really want to go. First, the itinerary and precautions were all written in the passenger manual, and I was too lazy to listen to the tour guide repeat them; second, I didn't think I could really make any friends in just a few days on the ship.
So I held half a cup of plum wine, lay on the balcony railing, basked in the sun, and sipped the wine slowly.
Just then, he came out from the next room.
I looked at him against the light, shielding my eyes with my hands.
He also looked at me calmly.
White T-shirt, dark brown casual pants, white socks, black casual shoes. It is said that men who wear white socks are mostly proud and reserved. He has a buzz cut, clear facial lines, and slightly high cheekbones, which makes his features look tough. But his facial features are also somewhat delicate.
So handsome.
I subconsciously straightened my back, no longer hunched over the railing like a ball of mud, and instead held the goblet politely with three fingers.
I knew he was looking at me too.
It is said that my appearance is quite deceptive, and I am sweet. My best friend said that I have a "Loli body, a queen heart" - although I have never really been in a relationship until I was 23 years old. I have only been on a blind date once, and it was a failure, so I won't mention it.
Then he smiled and said, "Hello."
I said, "Hello."
He asked, "Why didn't you go to the welcome reception?"
I swung my hand holding the glass over the railing and said, "I think that kind of party would be very boring."
He smiled and said, "Unfortunately, I was still hoping for the best. I stayed in for 10 minutes and then gave up."
I couldn't help but laugh too. This guy is quite interesting.
His eyes slid to my wine glass and he laughed: "Drinking alone?"
I shook the cup and said, "Green plum wine, only about 10% alcohol." There was only a railing between us, less than 2 meters away. I said, "Would you like some?"
He looked at me.
His eyes are really charming, very dark, with the depth of a man and seemingly a bit of the innocence of a boy.
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