麦哲伦和博士的婚后旅行

"Magallan..." The extremely cold weather made me tremble. I stretched my hand to the side, wanted to hold my wife. but there was no one by my side. I rubbed my eyes and yawned, then stood up slowly, leisurely stroll out of the tent.
A pretty scene caught my eyes. The ground was bright white, the blue ocean was not far in front of me, the sky was clear, it liked a mirror that has just been scrubbed, perfectly reflects the colors of the sea.
"Good morning, Doc...anata." A soft voice said behind me, interrupted my thoughts.