Walking along the coastline of the island for about forty minutes, Ueno entered a fig forest with Luo Tianyou, Qin Zhengnan and Pan Yuyan.

This season, the island's Figs have reached the end of the ripening season, a large number of ripe figs hanging on the branches, can be picked. The nose and wings are full of sweet taste, pleasant fragrance.

Luo Tianyou was walking leisurely all the way, patiently introducing the climate here to Pan Yuyan and passing every tree he met. Pan Yuyan just looked at it lightly, listened, looked indifferent and didn't speak. Qin Zhengnan was observing the surroundings while walking. From time to time, her cold...