The sound of waves, loud conversations of merchants and children running past. Yes, Li Yue can be described that way. You were walking around the dock humming a tune. The unpleasant feeling that someone was looking at your back did not leave you. A cool breeze ran along your neck, as if stroking it. You still turned around and saw a young man a little further away from you. He was sitting on a log, propping his cheek with his palm and staring at you