The distance between Island No. 2 and Island No. 3 is a bit far, with both small islands acting as wings to the main Island No. 1, symmetrically located on either side of it.
Helicopter travel is fast, but Huo Siyu always chose to drive. Ever since he learned to drive at the age of thirteen, he had driven himself, taking a little over an hour each journey, often arriving while still lost in thought.
There was a light fragrance of flowers, the scent of peach blossoms. It was Huo Tianqing's favorite aroma, and because of his preference, Island No. 3 was filled with peach trees. Throughout the seasons, the island, ever spring-like, seemed always to be covered in blossoming peach trees, rightfully earning the name Peach Blossom Island.
"Welcome, Mr. Tianqing is waiting for you inside," An Chushi stood at the entrance to Island No. 3, respectful and humble like a host, bowing to Huo Siyu in the car.
