After the divorce, he went on a motorcycle trip, and his ex-wife and daughter were filled with regre

Jiang Ye's sense of accomplishment reached its peak.

This process of creating a home by hand involves no monetary transactions and no conflicts of interest.

Only sweat and effort.

This bound their souls together so tightly that they could never be separated again.

……

After the main renovation of the wooden house was completed, Jiang Ye began to solve the most critical problem: electricity.

He spent two days climbing up and down to install several large solar panels on the roof of the wooden house.

He then connected the wiring to the battery and inverter inside the house.

When night falls again, the entire deserted island is shrouded in darkness.

Jiang Ye stood by the wall of the wooden house, took a deep breath, and pressed the switch on the wall.

"Smack."

A soft sound.

The warm yellow light bulb in the cabin lit up instantly!

The warm light instantly dispelled the darkness of the deserted island, illuminating the entire house.

"It's lit up! It's really lit up!"

Looking at this hard-won light, Han Qingru cheered like a child.

She ran to the light bulb, tilted her head back, and her face beamed with undisguised joy.

With electricity, their quality of life has improved dramatically.

They can finally plug in the mini-fridge they bought and enjoy ice-cold drinks.

Jiang Ye placed a small wooden table and two rattan chairs on the newly built viewing terrace on the edge of the cliff.

He took out a few bottles of chilled beer he had bought in town from the refrigerator, and then brought out a few plates of simple cold dishes that Han Qingru had prepared.

The two sat on the terrace, enjoying the cool sea breeze.

Jiang Ye turned on the portable Bluetooth speaker and connected it to his phone.

A soothing folk song flowed gently through the quiet night sky.

Above, there is a dazzling Milky Way without any light pollution, with countless stars that seem within reach.

In the distance, the deep sea stretches out, waves crashing against the rocks with a rhythmic roar.

Jiang Ye reached out and pulled Han Qingru into his arms.

The two lay side by side on the wooden floor of the terrace, gazing at the starry sky.

Han Qingru leaned against Jiang Ye's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and felt incredibly at ease.

There was no external interference, no business conflicts, and no troublesome emotional entanglements.

Jiang Ye deeply felt that as long as this woman was by his side, he would feel at ease.

Even if the material conditions are backward, even if we live on this deserted island.

His heart was at peace.

This is the true "Cloud Wasteland" that he has been searching for.

……

Life on the deserted island was peaceful and cozy, but Jiang Ye's wild nature still needed to be unleashed.

That morning, the two of them once again took their small motorboat to the town on the big island to replenish their supplies.

After purchasing vegetables and meat at the town's market.

Jiang Ye led Han Qingru to a motorcycle repair shop on the edge of town.

"Big sister, wait for me a moment."

Jiang Ye told Han Qingru to wait outside and went into the repair shop.

A moment later, accompanied by a deep and wild engine roar.

Jiang Ye slowly drove out of the repair shop on a black heavy rally motorcycle.

It was that BMW GS that accompanied him across mountains and rivers and through wind and rain!

It turned out that after Jiang Ye arrived in Southeast Asia, in order to make it easier to find Han Qingru, he entrusted the motorcycle to this big island and stored it at this repair shop.

Han Qingru stared in disbelief at the familiar yet enormous steel behemoth.

She looked at the indelible mud and scratches on the car body, and at Jiang Ye's somewhat weathered face.

She suddenly understood something.

"Ono..."

Han Qingru's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes instantly reddened.

"You...you rode this motorcycle all the way from China to find me?"

Jiang Ye parked his motorcycle in front of Han Qingru, took off his helmet, and nodded with a smile.

"Yes, I rode all the way here."

Upon hearing Jiang Ye's admission, Han Qingru could no longer hold back her tears, which fell like rain.

She knew all too well how far and how arduous the journey was from China to Southeast Asia by motorcycle.

You have to cross mountains and deserts, and endure all kinds of harsh weather.

"You idiot..."

Han Qingru stepped forward, tenderly stroking Jiang Ye's cheek, sobbing uncontrollably.

"You rode your motorcycle all this way, it must have been tiring and dangerous for you..."

"What am I supposed to do if something happens to you...?"

Jiang Ye felt a pang of tenderness in his heart when he saw Han Qingru crying her eyes out.

He reached out and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

"Not tired."

Jiang Ye said with a smile, his eyes revealing a free and unrestrained spirit.

"You know, I've always loved motorcycles."

"Only on the road can I feel free."

Han Qingru looked at the fervent light that had rekindled in Jiang Ye's eyes.

She understood that a part of Jiang Ye's soul would always belong to the highway and the wind.

That was an indispensable part of his life.

Jiang Ye straddled the motorcycle and patted the back seat behind him at Han Qingru.

"Big sister, get in the car!"

Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow, a wild smile playing on his lips.

"Let's go for a drive!"

Han Qingru wiped away her tears, smiled, and nodded.

She walked over, skillfully climbed onto the back seat, and stretched out her hands to tightly wrap around Jiang Ye's strong waist.

She pressed her cheek against Jiang Ye's broad back, feeling the warmth emanating from his body.

"Hold on tight!"

Jiang Ye shouted and twisted the accelerator sharply.

"boom--!!!"

The BMW GS roared with a deafening roar, like a wild horse that had broken free, speeding off along the rugged dirt road at the edge of the deserted island!

The sea breeze howled wildly in my ears, carrying the salty, damp scent of the ocean.

On one side of the road is a dense and secluded tropical rainforest, where various unique plants sway in the wind.

On the other side, there is a vast and magnificent blue sea, with waves crashing against the rocks and churning up thousands of whitecaps.

The motorcycle bumped along the potholed dirt road at a very high speed.

Han Qingru leaned against Jiang Ye's back, feeling the ultimate thrill of flying close to the ground.

She felt no fear, but rather an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.

"ah--!"

Han Qingru cheered loudly against the strong wind.

Her laughter drifted in the sea breeze, crisp and unrestrained.

This extreme sense of freedom allowed the two of them to completely let their emotions soar.

On this secluded island far from the hustle and bustle, they cast aside all constraints and fully enjoyed their own speed and passion.

. . .

With the repaired Honda Africa Twin motorcycle, Jiang Ye and Han Qingru's activities were no longer limited to that small deserted island.

They found a larger fishing boat and transported the motorcycles to a large island dozens of nautical miles away.

The moment his feet touched the solid ground of the island, Jiang Ye's inherent wildness was completely unleashed.

"Big sister, get in the car!"

Jiang Ye straddled the motorcycle, put on his helmet, and patted the back seat at Han Qingru.

Han Qingru walked over with a smile, skillfully climbed onto the back seat, and tightly wrapped her arms around Jiang Ye's waist.

"boom--!"

With a deep roar of the engine, the motorcycle sped off along the rugged dirt road on the edge of the island.

They didn't set any fixed routes, nor did they consult navigation.

I go by instinct, wherever I end up.