My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Oakland was not very cold in October, but Hendrix still did not allow me to expose my shoulders, and instead layered a coat on top of my bare shoulders. Tobias was holding his glass on the cruise deck, facing the sea, and appeared to be deep in thought.

Standing behind him, I stared at him quietly while looking out at the boundless sea and the twinkling stars in the sky. Perhaps feeling someone's gaze on him, he looked back over his shoulder and was a little surprised to see me.

He raised his eyebrows and lifted the glass in his hand at me. "Why are you out here alone? Is Mr. Roberts not hovering around you anymore?" he asked.

I smiled faintly, walked over to him and said, "He has his own work to deal with!"

He nodded and turned back towards the sea. Probably amazed by the beautiful night scenery, he did not look as annoyed as usual. He asked, "Have you ever looked up at a luxurious cruise ship from a bamboo raft?"

go far on the sea, and luxury cruise ships can't be sailed in shallow waters, so they can't even meet, let alone look at each other," I replied. He smiled and gave me a sideways glance. "There is always a one in

and

the opportunity, I would turn my life around and become the one standing on the cruise and looking down at the sea!" he said. He squinted at the vast ocean and said, "I did it. I've

the remaining wine in my glass and said, "However, you're not as happy as you

happy? Don't listen to what others

further away from

proudly, and said, "Of course it's because I wanted to find a common ground to talk

mean?" I asked. Thinking thoroughly, I don't seem to have anything in

nothing to be proud of, so all my life I was looked down upon. The strong always bully the weak. I always thought to myself in the past that, if