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Today Aonung's surfing condition is very bad. He had a fight with his beloved boyfriend in the morning, and the weather forecast says it will rain today. Although it is sunny at the moment, Aonung's heart is as heavy as rain.
Liking someone can make one's heart very narrow.
Aonung never thought he would be such a narrow-minded person. Before meeting Neteyam, he thought he was quite generous. He felt jealousy for the first time and couldn't accept his lover being touched by someone who had feelings for him. He belongs to him.
But Neteyam is always so clueless, he never understands these things. So they argued again, and this time it was very intense.
Neteyam's archery club president, that despicable guy, often intentionally or unintentionally touches Neteyam under the guise of teaching correct techniques, stealing his hand or hugging him. Aonung knows that the guy likes him very much, but Neteyam is not sensitive to this kind of thing. Even if he mentions it, Neteyam will treat it as a trivial matter.
"And is it all my fault now?" Aonung muttered to himself on the sea.
As it started to drizzle, Aonung was about to head back when he noticed someone drowning not far away.
"Help... me..." the drowning woman cried out, flailing her arms.
"Hey, are you okay?!" Aonung quickly paddled over on his surfboard.
"Grab onto the surfboard," Aonung said, coming down from the surfboard and pushing it towards the woman for her to hold on to. He could easily swim back this distance.
The rain suddenly got heavier and waves began to form on the sea.
"Damn it! Grab the surfboard!" Aonung shouted.
The drowning woman did as she was told, gripping the edge of the surfboard tightly. "Thank you," she said.
"We need to swim back as fast as we can," Aonung realized the situation was not good as the waves started to become too big.
The next moment, a huge wave came crashing towards them.