Xu Qinghuan yearned to tell him: *Don't be so good to me. I'll get the wrong idea. I'll become greedy.* It was like being a person dying of thirst in the desert; a single sip of water only makes you long for an endless spring. But she didn't dare. She couldn't bring herself to say it, couldn't let him see a hint of it. Back at Dongyue Bay, Xu Qinghuan was so exhausted she showered and fell asleep