The music from the sea grew increasingly complex.
A rich tapestry of instrumental sounds intertwined, forming a harmonious symphony.
The beautiful sound compelled Li Luo to look out the porthole, her gaze drawn to the curious sight of colliding crystal notes.
Just then, the broadcast announcement sounded again:
"The following types of music are prohibited on this vessel: heavy metal, whistling, highly repetitive children's songs…"
Hearing this stern warning, Li Luo pressed her lips together, not daring to make a sound.
But in a place she couldn't see, a different kind of "performance" was unfolding.
Mo Ling's gaze was fixed on the sky.
A few seagulls were passing by, seemingly drawn in by the symphony from the sea.
They circled in the air, apparently also curious about the source of the strange sound.
The shimmering crystals in the sea caught their attention. A few of the bolder seagulls dove toward the surface, trying to snatch at the crystals.
