He saw the perfect goddess in his heart walking out of the four-corner bamboo pavilion with her companions.
Moreover, he noticed that the worry on the goddess's face had completely disappeared, replaced by an expression of anticipation as she looked at the increasingly closer lights in the sky.
At this moment, the silhouette of the helicopter became faintly visible.
Xu Feng seemed to hear the sound of his own heart breaking.
He was very familiar with this look of anticipation; it was the look for someone cherished in her heart.
With a dying heart, Xu Feng once again turned his gaze to the sky. Who could the person the goddess was eagerly awaiting, arriving by helicopter, possibly be?
Soon, the helicopter hovered above the National Village, and the wind from the rotors blew the bonfires into disarray.
The helicopter had to move to hover above the village entrance before a figure slowly descended from it using a rope.
"Brother!"
"Brother Jie!"
