His eyes wide open, Di Tou watched the scene with rapt attention, feeling admiration well up in his heart. How beautiful.
Standing beneath the doorway of the house, Di Tou reached out a palm and felt his hand slightly moistened in the rain and a slight pleasant breeze blew by. Raising his palm, he tried to catch one of the feathers only for it to fade away as it touched his palm. Surprised, Di Tou looked down and saw that not a single feather littered the ground. Despite that, in his Spiritual Sense, he clearly felt that they were real...
