On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter

"Really? Thank you!" Zhao Yuanyuan looked up at him in surprise, her eyes sparkling in the moonlight, even more dazzling than the stars in the sky.

She carefully took the small, perfect heart-shaped seashell from his palm, as if holding some rare treasure, and carefully observed the golden patterns around it. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve upwards. "It's so cute. I'll keep it safe."

She took out a small, transparent bag that she always carried with her, containing a few pretty pebbles and candy wrappers, and gently placed the precious seashell inside, her movements gentle yet full of care.

Seeing how much she cherished this small gift, Lin Yu'an felt a surge of warmth and a subtle flutter in his heart.

He suddenly realized that Zhao Yuanyuan's quietness and focus... didn't seem boring at all; on the contrary, they had a special kind of attraction.

The way she was intently looking at the seashells and carefully collecting them exuded a pure and serene beauty.

"Let's go." Lin Yu'an's voice unconsciously softened. "It seems like we should go back. They should be turning back soon too."

"Mmm." Zhao Yuanyuan carefully put away the small bag and followed beside him. This time, the distance between the two seemed to be a little closer than before.

She held the small bag of seashells, feeling the warmth in her palms, as if she were holding not just a pretty little item, but also a silent, gentle companionship.

The moonlight cast their long, close shadows on the beach as they walked side by side.

Four pairs of figures cast long or short shadows along the long coastline, each immersed in their own little world under the gentle embrace of moonlight, starlight, and waves.

The secrets of youth, the hazy feelings, and the expectations for the future all drift gently on the evening breeze in this tranquil and beautiful island night.

And tomorrow's grand fireworks display is destined to ignite the most dazzling stage for these quietly growing feelings.

The four groups returned to the guesthouse one after another, and the eight people gathered again in the common rest area for a while, sharing their little discoveries and feelings during the walk (of course, the key parts were tacitly hidden).

The air was filled with the unique salty dampness of the seaside, a hint of the lingering aroma of barbecue, and an unspoken, boundless anticipation for tomorrow night.

Chen Mo and Su Yuqing exchanged glances more frequently, their fingertips occasionally touching as they passed drinks, conveying a silent, sweet understanding.

Su Yuqing's heart skipped a beat as she thought about wearing the light pink bikini tomorrow, while Chen Mo, looking at her profile glowing softly under the lights, also felt his heart rate increase more easily than usual.

Watching Zhao Yueyue innocently share the stained glass shards she had found with Zhao Yuanyuan, Huang Mao mentally rallied himself: "Tomorrow! When the fireworks reach their highest point! I must tell you!"

Zhao Yueyue was still laughing at Huang Mao's "profound" performance in the coconut grove, completely unaware of the turmoil in the heart of the boy next to her who usually joked and bickered with her.

Although Zhou Hao and Qu Danwan did not sit together openly, their eyes occasionally met, and they both smiled shyly and sweetly.

Lin Yu'an sat quietly in the corner, watching Zhao Yuanyuan carefully play with the small bag containing the heart-shaped seashell, her eyes gentle.

Zhao Yuanyuan could feel his gaze, her cheeks flushed slightly, but her heart felt as if it were being soothed by that warm little hand.

For the first time, Lin Yu'an felt that time seemed to flow exceptionally gently when he was with this quiet girl.

As night deepened, everyone said goodnight to each other and returned to their rooms.

The island nights are exceptionally peaceful, with only the ceaseless sound of waves lapping against the shore creating a soothing white noise. Su Yuqing lay in bed, tossing and turning, repeatedly rehearsing the scene of tomorrow night in her mind. Her fingers unconsciously stroked the pale pink bikini folded beside her pillow, a mixture of nervousness and anticipation swirling within her.

Chen Mo gazed at the shimmering sea under the moonlight outside the window, his eyes deep, silently clenching and unclenching a small velvet box in his pocket.

Huang Mao secretly practiced confessing his love in front of the mirror in the bathroom of his room, his expression exaggerated and stiff.

Zhao Yueyue excitedly discussed with her younger sister Zhao Yuanyuan what clothes would look good at the fireworks festival, chattering away, still full of energy.

As Zhou Hao lay in bed with his eyes closed, his mind was filled with the scene of Qu Danwan saying, "Actually, I think the same way you do." He had a silly grin on his face and felt like he was floating on clouds.

Qu Danwan also had trouble falling asleep, thinking about Zhou Hao's nervous, clumsy yet sincere appearance, and felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

Zhao Yuanyuan lay on her side, listening to her sister's chatter, and opened the small bag again by the moonlight. Looking at the tiny heart-shaped seashell inside, a serene, almost imperceptible smile graced her lips.

She carefully placed the bag beside her pillow, savoring this small yet comforting feeling.

Lin Yu'an also looked at the ceiling. For some reason, the image of Zhao Yuanyuan cherishing the seashell was still clearly visible in his mind. A vague and unprecedented feeling quietly grew in his heart, making his heart skip a beat.

Each of these eight young hearts is brewing its own excitement, secrets, and anticipation, which will soon blossom under the grand fireworks display tomorrow night.

The night on this small island, enveloped in their anticipation, gradually deepened... The eight people also gradually fell asleep, eventually sinking into deep and beautiful dreams, just waiting to welcome the night that was destined to be splendid the next day.

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The morning sunlight pierced through the sea-blue curtains, gently waking the sleeping island.

The sound of the waves remained the same, but it seemed to carry an unusual, excited rhythm, foreshadowing the main event of the evening.

Su Yuqing opened her eyes before the alarm clock rang.

Last night's tossing and turning didn't bring much fatigue; instead, it was replaced by a highly focused anticipation.

Her first glance fell on the light pink bikini beside her pillow, and her heart began to race uncontrollably again.

Today, today is the day!

At breakfast, the eight people sat around a table, the atmosphere was more lively than yesterday, but each of them had their own thoughts.

The conversation almost entirely revolved around tonight's fireworks display.

"I heard that this year's fireworks were designed by the team that produced the fireworks show for the Beijing Olympics!" Zhao Yueyue said, her eyes sparkling as she ate her bread. "It's going to be absolutely spectacular!"

"Absolutely," Huang Mao tried to maintain his usual nonchalant demeanor, but his eyes kept glancing at Zhao Yueyue, and his voice was a few decibels higher than usual, "It would be a disservice to us who came all this way if it wasn't spectacular!"

"The guesthouse owner said the best viewing spot for this year's fireworks display is a secret cape near the lighthouse. It offers the best, unobstructed view, and not many people know about it," Chen Mo added calmly, his gaze sweeping over Su Yuqing, noticing her slightly flushed earlobes, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips. (End of Chapter)